By Mishka Kapur
Come here, O child, it’s not safe,
The world is now a dreadful place.
It is getting very dark,
The sky now doesn’t have its shining spark.
Trust me, child, don’t run away,
It is dark now, it is not day.
Don’t go outside, just play here,
For goodness’ sake, just listen to me, dear.
Stay in your room, don’t go out,
Why won’t you listen to me? Now I must shout.
Now don’t you cry,
Wipe those tears, let them dry.
If you want to go, come with me,
And after you see, I’ll observe what happened to your glee.
You see, the world is not how it seems,
Kindness is never to be redeemed.