POETRY

WHEN KNOWLEDGE GIVES YOU NO EDGE.

Photo-Credit: Jonathan Howard Kemp

I read books so well
that I’ve got a Lotta story to tell.
But despite my knowledge’s well,
Ignorance, I still dispel?

Read through her books, Francine Rivers
my wealth of knowledge is now a river;
I give out books, I’m called a book giver,
but all I’ve practised is just a meagre.

Come! see my bookshelf, you’ll be awed.
Come! see my mind’s shelf, I deserve no applaud.
My knowledge’s fame might have gone abroad,
but my knowledge’s gain, nothing can it afford.

The “I” can be I, you, or we all.
To whom it may apply, please heed this call.
never! build a gigantic knowledge’s mall,
and then live in a practice-hall, so small.

©Omeiza Deborah.

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