Zebra Lines. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In the city road the old man was trying
To cross it to other side in haste
When it noticed by a boy of ten
Persuaded him to walk safely
When the old heard only sound of boy
And looked him with a happy emotion
Which the boy took as an admiration
Happily he caught his hands and crossed
The Zebra lines he studied from teachers
The inspiring teachers gave the advise
To help the needy in time of journey
The journey of life that finds difficult.