To Make The World Clean Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY

When a baby takes birth
Always like a ball of mud
As a gift from God
With the duty for the parents
To make the sculpture beautiful
with slow process of learning
With slow process of teaching
with eligibility and efficiency
With the touch of colour
And full of beauty of culture
Input within the sculpture
To create a new one again.

Till society will not give
The art to decide
which is good and which is bed
Then no value of punishment
Adjustment and declairation
To make the world clean.