Poetry Corner: Higher Learning
In the coming of days we feel the tides turning,
Awake we are with our knowledge society’s burning.
On the street corner or in the White House,
In the end the system becomes your owner.
A people no longer distracted,
Government we’re no longer concerning,
Wisdom to spread words to be said,
Youth to be fed,
Their souls yearning.
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