Sports and students

I got my hands on the notebook of a student
The scribbled stories that covered the back,
The unheard lyrics written in black,
Told the story yet unknown,
But I somehow knew what they hold
.
The tired students buried under books,
Had their dreams buried under the crooks,
Crooks of those pages, those pages that never shook
.
I saw a cricketer hitting a shot,
That went over stadium, breaking records.
I saw a footballer, kicking the ball,
Kicking it so hard that it broke the wall
.
Every sport displayed rebellion,
Breaking the chains, to wake their own dormant stallion
.
Those sketches filled the heart
.
The bent down backs, the dark eyed looks,
The longing desires, the stolen playground looks
.
Sports and play have turned into meagre words,
The burden of studies turning into Titan's curse,
The free essence of valiant youth,
Confined into cramped maturity's truth
.
Obesity, Diabetes, High blood pressure,
Working along with mental pressure,
The mental health deteriorating,
The subject still struggling and waiting
.
Waiting,
To stand out of the crowd,
.
Waiting,
To make their parents proud
.
Hobbies and sports are trodden upon,
Everyone wants to be a part of genius pantheon,
The health is thought to be moulded in gyms,
Health supplements filled upto brim
.
They tend to be dieting instead of having food,
Turning into couch potatoes, despite the agricultural boon
.
Forgetting the importance of fresh air, one might be found,
Stuck to devices and earphones for fickle sounds
.
Technological advances adding up the work,
The competitive streak that stares in smirk
.
Homework done, then run my dear,
Only work won't make you billionaire,
You will need your body and mind's peace,
To turn you self into jocular peer
.
Peace of mind is what you should strive,
Brimming the mind with radiance and life
.
Social interactions have become a deed of past,
Now they wrestle in the comments,
Tiktoking and Snapping their own relapsing casts
.
The society comprises of Homo sapiens,
The humans tend to turn into aliens,
Turning themselves into what they are not,
They are scared of their own thoughts.
.
The truth, they know
The requirements, they understand
Still what they do is to merely stand.