A Boy On A Swing

Poem By BRAINY PHILIP

Slowly he moves
To and fro to and fro
Then faster and faster
He swishes up and down

His blue shirt
Billows in the breeze
Like a tattered kite

The world whirls by
East becomes West
North turned to south
The cadinal points
Meet in the head

Mother! Where do i come from
When will i wear lo
ng troussers
Why was my father jail?

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