DREAMPOEM

in a corner of my bed room
grew a tree
a happytree
my own tree
its leaves were soft
like flesh
and its birds sang poems for me
then
without warning
two men
with understanding smiles
and axes
made out of forged excuses
came and chopped it down
either yesterday
or the day before
i think it was the day before


ROGER McGOUGH

Footsteps to the Stars

the childhood I possessed
began with things to be gazed
overwhelmed with things to be thought

wishing to get stars in the sky
at that time
I was a child

but
whether the stars are far away or
I am a slow one

until now
I'm still away from stars

however
the footsteps to the stars
never painted with mud!

WHY WE NEED TO EDUCATE?

How you think is it money that is more important than education or is that education which is more important than money?