Wisdom In It

To learn is to have pain
In the longing for it,
And this pain and suffering increases
As learning turns into wisdom,
For they are very different,
Incinerating knowledge with proud energy
Of the kinetic and potential variety.
Knowledge has incremented for delivery,
The minds work together to sustain
The poverty of the riches,
For those with money and wealth have more
Of the thoughts of knowledge.
A paint and brush shall cancel the task,
In the shell of a cell so called by its forename.
To learn cytology you must memorize
The sole contents of the cloud
Of judgement,
Learning as you do the wisdom
That is possible to attain.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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