One day I will be like
The man racing on a Yamaha bike –
He was wheeling so high
Like he is flying in the sky.
I thought he was so cool,
But my father said he is a fool –
He was taking such big risks
And carrying his life on the finger tips.
On the road there was a banana peel…
After the accident it was hard to heal.
Seeing that I changed my plan
And told my father by being a man
I will drive a car father.
Drive a bike rather, he smiled.
Written by Muhammad Rayyan
10 years
Siddeeq Public School
Winner of Mega Writing Competition 2018
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