Beyond the horizons of our doubts, we wandered,
For we were blinded by the obsession that confronts us with the shame of illiteracy,
For this cause, we sailed on the ocean of knowledge,
Not even for the love of it.
Rather, in search for fame, wealth, societal respect and social strata
We were those intoxicated by the slogan “go to school, and get rich”
All we ever wanted was to be successful, the only one desire that besieged our hearts.
Suddenly, we mutated into men.
Men who were forced by their desires to read books,
Books they knew nothing about and had little interest on.
All day long,
The purpose flourished in our memories.
To us, it was an adventure, and we dared it.
Never for once did our hearts tarry.
But long after our educated years,
The path to true success feasted on our inadequacies
For we have become only but uneducated men, dressed in the attires of literates.
Though, we declare we are educated,
Yet our knowledge is bankrupt.
For we were schooled, and not educated.
BY: IKPESU PRINCE IGHO
(princeikpesu12@yahoo.com)... this poem is about Nigerian graduates and how they have contributed to the poor economy.
Categories:
literates, africa, analogy, anger,
Form: Blitz
I've come to find poetry to be a bore.
I doubt that I'll read or write it anymore.
These meaningless words will all be lost through out future ages
as paper crumbles and disappears to all the turned pages.
No more will there be the likes of Poe or Shakespeare.
All the great literates of time will all one day disappear.
Categories:
literates,
Form: Rhyme