Knowledge
I look at you but I don't speak
Your eyes tell lies your mouth don't speak
The things you say they cut so deep
Your words are strong, they make me weak
I turn to you for what I seek
From what I hear, we're all sheep
The knowledge I require is so divine
That after its acquired I age like wine
I turn to you for wealth of knowledge
And in return I've gained some courage
I ask of you some words of wisdom
To take with me to thy kingdom
I will not stop I will not sleep
Until the day we're no longer sheep
Copyright © Reginald Telemacque | Year Posted 2018
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