In a stinking world of concrete,
bricks,
and beautiful paintings,
I resign,
My family,
my mom and dad,
are many times away,
at work ever,
only at nights they stay,
my little sister,
like me,
go to school,
and in the evening there stay,
where can I go,
where can I be,
where is the trees and lovely outdoors,
where is the animals that one should fear,
where is it all,
in this wonderful world of nature created for adventurous children,
where is it all,
but like everything made,
like God,
one can rely on imagination,
and an adventurous spirit,
to dream,
and seek adventure,
wherever one can be found
Or made,
we the concrete jungle kids,
with no broken spirits.
