if i say little its probably because i know that much
if i say much its likely because i know so little
but i have much to say anyways
and i must say it,
whenever i realize how ignorant i have been
i wonder how ignorant i am and could be
ignorant as i may seem,
i shall speak out,
ignorant as I've been,
i will speak on,
ignorant as i am.
my ignorance shall be served,
and spilled over faces
it shall soil your mind
and echo over ages
disgust your thoughts
and ruin your knowings
i will give all my words to you
and hold on to all I've given
this words are not mine alone
but a share of our ignorance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A refined poetic imagination, Emeka Chunye. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.