What my society means to me
Zainab Hassan submitted this as part of the first essay competition, and resides in Morogoro, Tanzania.
T
he castle, very peaceful
The best place, very safe
But Staying there forever
Shall never be an option
Or else, it shall fall
No longer desirable to any
The village, full of strangers
Never do they listen nor do they care
Unless
Something is needed by them from you
From the castle,
Instructions and lessons were given
Leaving there is a given.
Chances of ears more scarce
than the talking…
The village offered ears listening
what come as advice was their interests sugaring it with “your happiness “
Knowing nothing, less caring
When their interests are involved
makes you forget all the palace lessons
Thinking
Whoever you have
Whoever listens
Are the best…
Time ticks and everyone shall head back
To the palace…
Palaces having the same principles
Make life in the village harmless
In my village
This shall never be the option
Then please Your highnesses
after advices and lessons
Hear me out more
Since what i face is the most to be talked about than any…
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