The Boy

Once upon a time, there was a boy!
He was old enough but he liked to play with toy.
His granny, father and mother,
Did not took it as ‘ least-bothered’!

They thought he was mad!
This made the boy sad!
He left his house with a sorrowful mind.
There was separation between his relatives,
And no bondage to bind!

He went to a forest and rested beneath trees!
But the sight he saw will let you freez!
He found an enemy camp residing in jungle!
He thought that the matter need to be untangle!

He went to the king! The king laughed it as a joke!
On further approach the centry's spear poke!
Soon the wheel of turn woke!
The enemies shoot out to plunder the castle!
The public shouted and made hustle and bustle!

The boy thought to save his mother land!
He thought to blow the enemy band!
He planned a great strategy with his toy,
He took the help of King Roy!

Soon they shoot out and saved the kingdom.
The public got freedom, they got wisdom!
The king awarded the boy half the kingdom!
Hence judging the quality of the boy I say,
You shouldn't underestimate anyone's quality!
This is the moral; Keep it in the brain tray.

By Caesar Borgia