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.
You probably nodded your heads,
as you try to understand all I have said,
for I do not pronounce the words as you expected,
Thank you, sir, for your nobility.
I do hope my lines held you in captivity,
and not my beauty.
For I hope to remove my cloak of invisibility.