Become A Child Poem by gnrao rao

When we were kids and children,
We used to play with all.
With out any discrimination
As to colour, creed, religion
Community.Higher caste.
Lower caste.
We used to share our pencils,
pens, erasers, sketch pens,
And rulers too.
On the top of everything,
We used to share our lunches,
And have a nice time together,
Laughing and enjoying,
Even in the shortest,
Lunch hour period.
We also used to play
As a team and enjoy
being together,
Either winning or losing,
We never carried the grudge.
Now when we grow up.
All things change,
Your opinions, ideas change,
We become a different personality,
Whatever things we never did,
In younger days of pleasure.
All changed not for better,
But for bringing us pain,
Anger, jealousy, avarice,
We forgot to share,
We have become more selfish
to the core.
To enjoy you must become
a child in your attitude,
And go on learning
By observing and listening.