Poem : "The Ideal Boy."
Author : Pronab Mondal

When 'll our country that boy,
to be big not interconnectors 'll be big effort?
To laugh mouth, the strength subsisting ,
mettled mind to will be the man ,this is his stake , to came danger near to be advancing ,
what not body even yet blood , flesh & soul life?
To have feet, leg of all, why so fear?
whose sensation; what he remains ?
His son who any wants say to interconnectors ,
to come whose eyes tear, goes on dizziness .
To do this stake white multiraciatism with a good grace 'll be man when,
the children of farmer or the son of king.
to remain work of all at in the midst of world, to donate strength all hand_life.
To be man ye will be the welfare of country .