YES, I’M TALKING ABOUT SCHOOL!

My first steps in,
Behind the bars being,
Was all I thought,
A war being fought,
Between me and my father.

Victory to father,
But victor was the teacher,
Who hold my hand,
Introducing to the whole new fantasy land!

Proud was I – of my gang!
Every passing day,
Brought with it – the ray.
This is not merely a building,
But a witness...