E d u c a t I o n I s U g l y
Like a waving flag
Tattered with no life
Swinging regrettably
N\' dancing to funeral hymns.
With life that\'s dead
She Floated down the aisle
Depressed and shamed
Like a bedrock for monks
She flew and met the doom lords
With tales of how she became ugly
But joyful pains muted her mouth
Cause her words were bribe too.
She was known as a precious jewel
Rapped and covered with Morrow\'s beauty
Her dignity has failed the morrow
Godfatherism has becomes her beauty.
Her name was Education,
But now she\'s illiterate
And that makes her ugly
Her precious has worn out.
Wale Fidel~(D\'HolyPoet)
7th, April, 2021.