paapa esuman

(27/08/1988 / ACCRA)

Wisdom My Greatest Desire


success they said can be found in education
that is the only master key
to develop and build a wealthy nation
but that is not free

the impoverish can't afford it
only attained in schools
acquired by financially fit
only comes out to be fools

forgetting wisdom supersedes all
knowledge gotten through learning
ignorance makes them fall
failing to receive understanding

wisdom brings authority
power remains knowledge
education seeks vanity
leaving you in bondage

wisdom is not in the classrooms
neither found in schools
we sweep it always with brooms
and remain fools

wisdom lie waste on the street
reaching men to be wise
calls out with special treat
for fools to rise

letting them shine to His glory
and humbles the pride
they tell a new story
and forget the tears they 've cried

wisdom remains the creator's gift
gotten from life lessons
not meant for the subtle and swift
to the humble is a blessing

seek wisdom more than education
to build a great empire
not a wealthy nation
wisdom should be our greatest desire

Submitted: Friday, December 06, 2013
Edited: Friday, December 06, 2013

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