No Innocence Poem by dipak adhya

The cloudless sky is on our head
Under the feet the farming land
They never demand, let us give tax.

In the scorching heat shadow soothes me
Gentle breeze sucks the sweat
They never demand, let us give tax.

My aged teacher still doesn't allow
To touch her feet,
Rather he advises,
Ne'er stoop your head
Keep your spine straight.

But whenever you call mejust by name
And ne'er address with respect
My ego can't tolerate
And forgets all innocence!