(Poetry) Dik

How many hundred shoes have you brushed? No one is happy you can.

Dik, your job should not be
earn a living.
Stop, put on your uniform
then go to school

Dik, your little back
should not be full of burden.
Happy, joking laughter
with friends. ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

Your little fingers are precious,
Do not let it get scratched
full of wounds.

Dik, carry your school bag
which is filled with funny cartoons.
Do not carry the burden of life,
which to you is still ambiguous.

Dik, learn math
and language.
You're not a doll that can
enslaved adult twists.