Han Min Ohn

(29.7.1983 / Yangon)

The Graduated and The Educated


Being graduated means you have a degree
With the aid of which you try to grasp some prestige
In the course of doing so
You may become a graduated evil or more

Being educated means you have a brain
With the aid of which you can deal any bargain
You can judge what is right and what is wrong
And will only stand on virtuous ground

Nowadays we can see a lot of graduated ones
Proud and arrogant they all stand
But are all of them educated or not?
That’s for you to make the sort.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, June 22, 2011

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