It wasn’t raining since yesterday,
but the children keep on living,
even the teachers can understand,
how old the books and the pencils are.
Oh yes, it’s not so long time ago,
since their parents bought it for ‘em,
they barely have enough food,
to feed their own mouth along,
with couple of old goat or cow.
Yet they still in the same classroom,
big enough to support twenty students,
the dusty chairs and crooked ceilings,
it’s a normal school day after all.