Say No To Strike Poem by Emmatobs de thought writer

Looking at the package hurts me whole,
Cos in a mild catastrophe, they send to break my soul,
Tired! It's high time the madness end,
Frustrated! It's time we kick start a different trend.

Youths they say, are the leader of tomorrow,
Yet pain is inflicted from up, down to the marrow,
For some days ago I set back,
Carving for academics call back.

Oh! Must we continue to to live in a stimulated round about,
Or is there actually a way out,
For it seems like asking for the moon felt wiser,
And digging for the sun felt smarter.

Oh! , we are grieved, yes the youth are grieved,
Yet, the architects of the crisis are not moved,
Hasn't it gone far to be projected,
Or is it the plan for our good future to be protected.

Wow! Slowly and steady the destinies are crumble,
Should we take up the bamboo sticks, or fold our arms and see our future gamble,
For our future had been jeopardize long enough,
And our education for too long has been on a rough.

Now, it time we take it tough, may be our leaders would listen, think and act with true wisdom.