Poem by Peejay. I have come to share a poem with you. I wonder if you will hear my sound as it travels, for I am invisible to you. I smile as I constantly check out your electricity. hoping that it is not a prank, How good does it get to have light 24/7? Even the kids back home first learn “Up Nepa, before they call out Mother”. I am reminded of your good facilities, the minute he smiles at me, yet I am invisible even to him.