Karabo Poem by Ramotlhaba Chrisjan

A 7 years Karabo is still under the guardian of his parent
He always asks for money so he can buy some snacks, sweets...
Every time he comes from school
He gather with his friends and play

The world is right with everything
When he's hungry, he just ask his guardian for food
Karabo doesn't know how to hold grudges
He doesn't know how to hate

If he's done something wrong, they beat him up
Tomorrow he comes and laughs to the jokes you make
He wanna be a police man when he grows up
He doesn't know what the world hold for him