Metamorphosis

He was lying in a hospital bed Having no unfortunate ailments But an ailment due to his own carelessness Which deserved the sympathy, in that spirit. A youth he was better cared by mother In his childhood days fondly But somewhere mistaken the ways In such bad companies he preferred And lost the character to the worse. An addict of substance somehow became A nuisance in public places, he quarrelsome People sometimes cursed the behavior Anyhow he managed the things forward. Counselling several times Deaddiction treatment from hospitals Poor mother's care always helped him The people were sympathetic and helpful Still he continued the wrong journey. Bad habits, and substance abuse Makes the youth in such pitiable stage No one is capable to help such men Unless he himself decides to reform. Making friendships of good characters Being kind full to parents and family Helpful and service minded to society Makes the men in correct path they deserve.