Their Games Poem by M. Asim Nehal

He is beaten black and blue,
Still refuses to give up.

Cut to sizes, still he rise,
They don’t know what to do.

More they try and more he fly,
Their entire ploy goes high and dry.

Such is the determination he carries,
Not budged by any of their bullies.

Energy they waste to pull him down,
makes him to grow strong and strong.

Who is playing with who for you to decide,
he keeps his spirit high up till sky.