The Navigator Poem by ROCHISH MON

Unto you all
Herewith I tell
After having
Hypocrisy to nil
Please listen
To me with will-

O my dear folks,
O my dear friends,
O my dear inmates,

Our culture is our mother
We have born from our culture

Listen to our own culture
Learn from our own culture

Do not get carried way
By non sense
Do not get washed away
In nuisance

To live we have to
Breathe the air
We have to live
Along with own culture

Our culture
Is our teacher
It's the navigator
For our future