a poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

Short-temper is a bad disease-
it can destroy one’s life at ease.
Out of bitter frustration a fool tore his mark sheet,
called it a bull shit.
He quarreled with and misunderstood his father.
For this act his studies would be over!
The headmaster as well as their party mate
helped a lot to achieve the duplicate.
Thanked to his parents both.
His self-control taught him to take an oath.
He took admission to a new course,
marched forward with the life’s force.