I Could Be Mistaken Poem by Atef Ayadi

a kid grows
sucking all the info
brought
right to one's feet.

we do not teach life to a
a kid;
but how to be
a slave
to a system
made by a bunch
of oligarchs since
the very very
ancient time.
we do not tell
a kid
what is a tree?
what is absurdity?
what is a universe is?
rather
lumber is a house,
be happy as an absurd
threatening joke.
it is enough
to tell a kid
you are a universe,
and there are plenty
of kids or
universes found and around
every tree.