Sunday, October 26, 2014

Smart   [A poem for young people]

What does it mean
To be smart?
Am I
Smart?
How smart?
Can a grade tell me that?
An exam score?
A ranking?
What do they know
About me?
Does being smart come from what I’ve done
Or what I do
Everyday?
This adventure of mine,
Life
Has only just begun.
Life
Is learning.
Curious
Lives here.
I question everything,
Everyone.
I challenge the status quo
Because it’s there.
I can learn from anyone.
Anyone can learn from me.
Sometimes I do have
The better idea.
Knowledge
Is not a gift.
It is not a trait.
Wisdom
Is born from,
It blooms
From the soil
Of struggle.
My ultimate joy
Is found
In the relentless pursuit of it.
Smart?
You ain’t seen nothing yet.
Smart
Is not what I am.
Smart
Is what I do.

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