To my son

Physics,Chemistry,Biology,Maths,

Languages,History,Geography

You need to excel in all subjects

Or be deemed a mediocrity.

A near perfect score is your aim…

Every decimal counts,

A fraction less can deny admission

Such stories abound.

Marching on from dawn till dusk

In a strict military regime..

Off to school,tuitions and classes

With hurried meals in between.

You must take some time out

For Sports and Arts too..

These carry valuable marks

And will help you sail through.

Slog on my child,study hard

There will be enough time to play,

I lie to you with a heavy heart

Knowing well,you’ll lose your childhood on the way!