Amazing Kids! Magazine


By Azka Binte Saleem, age 7, Pakistan


Time is moving faster than a bullet
With increasing speed being so cunning
All the men sped, trying to compete
But the history itself repeats and repeats
Another year came, and then it is gone
Left us singing a melodious song
Soon we’ll leave this world in a hurry
And the rest would carry on without any worry

Don’t forget your aim in this hustle-bustle
As time is slipping out of hands, waiting for the whistle