Still with me his memory stays <br />A boy I knew in childhood days <br />On street corner he bore the sun <br />From rain emptied road didn't run! <br /> <br />They called him screwed up bit insane <br />His skin was numb sense felt no pain <br />Else why he would just aimless roam <br />Most of time outside of home! <br /> <br />If asked his name in whispered hum <br />Would say I don't know knows my mum <br />What's two plus two if asked some fool <br />His answer was not taught in school! <br /> <br />To a school he was though never sent <br />His class was road book firmament <br />All he knew was that syllabus <br />His own riddles and plus minus! <br /> <br />He was known as good for none <br />Except for pranks and some fun <br />Ill clad uncared like an urchin <br />There wasn't a home with a boy like him! <br /> <br />Woke me one night footsteps and shouts <br />In a neighborhood house fire had broken out <br />Amid billowing smoke and leaping flame <br />The crowd was crying out the boy's name! <br /> <br />He had gone in there without a thought <br />The fire's fury he was afraid not <br />It seemed so silly this heroic feat <br />But the boy you know was too dimwit! <br /> <br />To this day it haunts me to know <br />Why he did that what to show <br />I heard the buzz rumors were rife <br />He had gone in there to save a cat's life!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dimwit/
