I Want To Go To School Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

I want to go to school
Where papers draw lines on the sky;
Where we see our future beckoning at us.



I want to learn how to steal with the biro
I want to reveil the hidden lines on the sky;
To reveal the sky' dirtiness to the world.



I want to go to school without a book,
I want to join those barking farmers;
Those farmers without hoes and cutlass yet;
they go to farm.



I want to sit among those seated with the moon;
Watch those that fly in the sky without wings,
I want to go and learn how to wet graves with tears.



I want to steal and speak corruption,
Hold Bible on my left hand and, gun
On my right with ease and confidence.



I want learn to write lines that break ribs,
To baptise many with words that change;
I want to go to school to learn change.



I want to learn how to cry under the water,
Learn if fishes ever get thirsty of water;
I want to know why birds don't fall off trees when they sleep.



I want to go to school and learn why building is called building when it is already built;
Why they say dogs food is new and improved,
when no one tastes it.



I want to know why and why and
Why pizza is round and comes in a square box;
Why doesn't glue stick to its bottle,
And why money does not grow on a tree but banks have branches.



I want to go to school and learn why I'm me,
And me and I never agree together when in trouble;
I want to learn why lizard has no hair and why
The sky is white without lines drawn on it.