The Last Benches Of The Classes! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

We sit quietly in the last desks,
The teachers are busy with their tasks,
Their eyes look at the front benches,
Occupied by the kids, who have the quests,
We have no doubts, as we know nothing,
Or only something of the subjects,
The teachers check the intellectuals,
Who can understand what is taught,
We sit calmly with our own thoughts,
In the last desks, benches and chairs,
Watching the drama between the teachers,
And the students who are alert and clever,
Just waiting for the class to be dismissed,
So we can go out and play with our kind,
Lots of influence from the outside world,
That likes to sell fun, flavor and manure,
Boring classes with not bothered educators,
We are sitting in the last lines of the classes,
We may station on the last rung of the society to suffer,
Who have bothered us when we are small and old?