Book-Smart Vs Mother-Wit Poem by Josephine DixonBanks

We think and cogitate like our trainers
They keep our spirits in institutionalized containers
Mentality cloning must constantly work us
Like trained animals in a circus

Personality and character does not come in a book
Building blocks became stumbling blocks
Your mind became a nook

Instead of being nosy, now it’s inquisitive
Dying in the name of science, a façade to live
Because you can write it off is why you give
Everything you possess and want is captive in a sieve

Inspite of all the knowledge you can hire
Low self-esteem is still the fire
Holding you steadfast in the muck and mire
Book-smart can’t provide the help you desire

The spirit of life has left your being
Your soul’s torment is screaming
You elevated your mind but you are not seeing
You have book-smart but no feeling

Transmigration of information a weapon for stalking
Devoid of humanity, you are a dead man walking
No emotion-no sentiment just totally intense
Afraid of using you God-Given common sense