To a Crying Child

Dear! I won’t stop you crying,
it’s a luxury when you’re a child !

When you grow up and train yourself in professionalism,
When you’d feel a need for Facebook to highlight
your achievements, to adorn your status with pics
of wonderful trips, to tell your buddies how happy you’re,
your eyes would grow nostalgic for the prior privilege
and would beg silently: We want to flow!