On the day I enrolled law,
I behold many young fellow
with youthful dynamism
to show with all optimism
their guts and ardent vow
to touch a lawyer’s awe.
Solitude I came to know
As generation gap bestow
Upon me with a pessimism
As thoughts of realism
Beckoned me to mellow
Coz I’m old now to show.
Yet, my passion to know
The wonders of our law
Tingled my soul’s idealism
With desire and optimism
To sail in the meadow
Of the unseen tomorrow.
We gave various answers
When asked to ponder
The ground of our quest
To enroll law and its mess
Of which many did consider
To be in the row of lawyers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I want to become a lawyer too, hope someday, ..