Little children, always be kind,
To every creature you may find.
The crumbs you save instead of throw,
Can be a feast for those who grow.
A little kindness, a gentle song,
Will be repaid your whole life long.

Never harm the timid hare,
Peeking from her grassy lair.
Let her run, be free, and play,
In the golden light of day.

The little birds soar high and free,
Dancing in the sky with glee.
Let them sing their joyful tune,
Beneath the sun, beneath the moon.
Do no harm, but show you care,
For every life is precious there.

– Velukholu Sapuh
Grade 8, 2021