The bell has rang <br />Faces of cheers mirrored across the classrooms <br />Packing their beg eagerly <br />Running to the compound <br />Awaiting parents waiting anxiously <br />Their loved ones are their reason <br />To live and let live <br />For me, life is a torment <br />Innocent face full of grief <br /> <br />Colors of love <br />Painted with affection <br />Brushed with kisses <br />Warmed with hugs <br />I watched them from the waiting bench <br />The children are singing with joy <br />Chorused by lovely caretakers <br />And the four wheels <br />Unhesitant fetch them home <br />A home sweet home <br /> <br />This is the world, which I lived in <br />Too young to understand <br />What’s suffering means? <br />Agony and pain <br />Are my breakfast <br />Quenching my thirsts <br />But still hunger <br />The longing would be longer <br />Until You take me away to foster <br />A long lost link with them <br />Auntie Helen, please <br />Don’t bring me back to the orphanage <br />Should I resist <br />I’d be rage <br />Persist <br />And intense <br />Too young to understand<br /><br />Sulaiman Mohd Yusof<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-bring-me-back-to-the-orphanage/
