Blunt Spear

From infancy I was raised to be somebody To withstand life threatening challenges Illiteracy, supremacy and poverty A blunt spear you me to die in life’s battle field A spear in a man’s hand lacking skill is futile. A spear tossed aimlessly is futile A spear will never be honed by greed A spear will never poke deception You trapped my mind in cage You tied up my hands with your strings of education You made me believe, I’m nothing without education You turned me into a beggar I beg food and life necessities from capitalist Using degrees, diplomas and certificates you name them You turned me into a clean hobo because I rent a roof over my head You conned my mind and left me with overrated pieces of papers Artist, still strive to survive dominance of academic and capitalism My art they underrated, they aim to kill my talent My art is sharper than their blunt spear, overrated education My art is my life, my spear to conquer in life.