Knowledge Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Knowledge is power
A chop-chop growing flower
knowledge is dangerous
An overdosing negative force

And I have been walking its path
Right from the the start with my heart
Acknowledging it as a perfect invention
That can set me free or put me in detention

Knowledge is a privilege
It could place you at the cutting edge
When you pledge
To make it your privilege

Born are great deeds and weeds
As knowledge plants seeds
But Knowledge can deceive
At the end you choose what to believe

Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi