What In A Poor Baby's Mind Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

I want to be healthy from inside
And like to grow with endless pride
But my father is poor, dugs the ditch
The milk prices are out of our reach.

Maam says everyone in the class
Have milk daily, at night … one glass
But I am poor, my father dugs the ditch
How I drink milk, it's out of our reach.

Maam says … babies, milk is balanced food
It has A to Z vitamins … you understood?
But my father is poor, dugs the ditch
The milk prices are out of his reach.

Maam teaches about the white revolution
says, milk reached to each one of the nation
But not to me … my father dugs the ditch
The milk prices are out of his reach.

Like a rich man, if my father would bilk
Before going to bed I would get milk
But he is honest and dugs the ditch
So a glass of milk is out of my reach.