Criticism hurts – I’m sorry I’m deserving
of such criticism, I’m sorry I’m such a bad
person, criticism seems to kill all life-giving
sparks, I’ll toe the line as best I might
I’ll keep happiness for dreams, accepting
boredom the price to pay for acceptance
making sacrifices without complaint
all suffering is gain; it is quite clear
You are superior; I prefer plain people
to such self-righteousness; your holiness is
too much to bear; the Nile-Crocodile is quite
aware of her manifold sins - thank you
For pointing out my reptilean omissions in
promoting the prowess of the Crocodile-kids
when I take their side as school clamps down on
their many transgressions – not doing homework
Heavens above, they’ll end on the gallows! Why
should I scar their souls to get them to memorise
trite facts and stupid superstitions to pass through
a backward brain-washing system?
Top marks will not ensure their place in heaven,
I shall not condone detention, teachers are fallible
too - although they’ll go straight to heaven,
failings and all; I’ll gladly leave them
To work out their own salvation –
without praising the magnificence
of their exemplary discipline!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spoken so true if all thought like you many the scars on such young minds would so fade...Thank You... sharing with others of similar thinking forwards not backwards all mind do learn differrent..