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The Right and the Wrong


My parents yell,

All day and night,

"You should know what's right and wrong

and what's wrong and right"

Everyday is the same

Lecturing me on the meaning of education

"I get it, I get it,

don't need to be naggy."

I guide the way for my brothers and sisters

by acting as the pet guinea pig in lab experiments,

going through the creaking door first,

burrowing my way underground, 

just for my siblings to learn from my ups and my downs,

the wrong and the right.

Hopefully, they get the full meaning

of what education really is.

My parents push me

I hesitate to take another step forward, but hey

you won't know, 

unless you take that step forward,

wheter it's right, or whether it's wrong

 

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