Knowledge in Hand

Knowledge is power, something I can't live without

For without knowledge I am nothing, nothing I will be about

You gain knowledge as you grow, then in classrooms let it show

And gift your knowledge to other people like a box with a bow

The more I know the better man I become

And defy the stereotypes of a black man being dumb

With knowledge in hand, there's no telling how far I can go

With knowledge in hand nobody can tell me no

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

breeziekie

This is a good poem. It flows smoothly and stays on topic. Keep up the good work.

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