Great World. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In an open air under mangrove shade
There the gentleman started an school
Where he obtained the help from people
Through wooden benches and desks
And gathered them before the little space
And asked to get their children to send
This being the new temple of hope
And new temple of enlightenment of future
See the future is before them my dearer ones
His emotions were in weeping eyes
His solemnity were such a higher stature
All made their own efforts
They built a beautiful building
Sent their own little ones with folded eyes
Wonderful they are powerful in their own ways
Their eyes were opened and brilliance at large
They made their own avenues of new age jobs
Any thing under sky they explains to old men
I see this wonder in my every day life
In fact in their hands and thoughts my country strengthens
Together with they think about a great world.