To Schools They Run

This poem is about inner and outer knowledge.

To schools the students come, as bees to fields;
They know that knowledge waits for those who look;
To open seekers every secret yields,
But to the blind, all life’s a sealed-up book.

They come from towns and from the rural states;
They leave one country, flying to a new;
They seek to learn, no matter what the rates;
They cram their minds with facts is what they do.

But when the students leave their high-class schools,
They realize they haven’t reached the goal;
They start a job and feel again like fools,
For all their knowledge vast fills not their soul.

Though they have studied atom, moon, and star,
They have not learned just who or what they are.


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