Did we forget to raise the politicians

And left them to the chances

Of adversary, of unmet grievances

Or the giants are canopying

The struggling fresh blades of ideas

Or is it the survival of the old

Defying ageing at what may cost

Did we forget to raise politicians

For that’s no body’s dreams

Not a parent’s or a child’s

Of a teen’s or an influencer’s

Is it dirtier than the dirtiest job we have heard

Or a pit only for the fallen

And now we are lead by myopias

Of boundaries, of growth, of happiness

Voting led by bets and lotteries

And freebies and poachers

Which side has turned into what

For all the way it’s back to animal farm

To Maths, with Love

Dear kiddo, Maths is a language

And English is another

Just like the characters of Shakespeare

Your variables will never cease to wonder

Unlike His novels

Your variables live in a world of order

Two plus is two always four

Unless you enter into the realms of quantum blur

They skip, they hold hands with X and Pluses

They have differences and moments

Unlocking the biggest mysteries of the world

The Bermudas, the 2024 YR4, or the apocalypse

Numbers are the key to the questions

You have not yet asked for precise

They are the order in the chaos

For, even God is believed to play the dice

To all my kids and students who get scared from Maths, just because...