Dr Niamh On The Plum Tree

Childhood Imagination Sows Seeds of Future Brilliance

Reality Check!

I happen to think this is a really interesting poem, soI thought I would share.

The Falling Thoughts

Stress headache and anxiety 

What happened to the society?

Professional sinner and piety 

Spirituality having dinner with brutality  

Cheater is raping loyalty

A lie laughing at honesty 

Necessity compromised with morality 

Shame showing her skin for popularity 

Cat gave up on her curiosity 

Dishonesty dating dignity 

Capitalist is a brother of royalty

They want to kill the poor not the poverty 

Minority ruling over majority

Robber giving some charity

Killer talking about legality 

People wanna be a celebrity

Celebrities running from reality 

What’s happening to our society?

Islam, Judaism and Christianity 

Humanity should be our priority 

Son of Adam wants more than his capacity 

At the end all we need is, 6 feet of property 

Call my name and you will have peace 

God Almighty gave you the surety

Yaz 

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About Dr Niamh

When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down. One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.” Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!” I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I? I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.” Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray. With love from Dr. Niamh, Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamhchildrensbooks.com

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