The saviour of disgrace

The saviour of disgrace

.Vividly I could remember the years,
.Where illiteracy tool me in;
.Ignorance was first to ride on me;
.Rode on me to the pool of shame.
Poverty pounced on me as a lion who saw it's prey,
 .My bone of knowledge were rapidly down
.Brooding saw it as a chance for him.
.But I see, i see the saviour!
.In him there's no sin,
.His names knowledge, wisdom and understanding,
.World call him education
.Brought me to the proverbs of knowledge
.Spoke to me in parables of wisdom
.Gave me the rod of right and justice
.And told me I can fight against poverty
.He held me to the hills
.And wishpered "with me here, you can rule the world"
.And he said to me "you shall stand before .kings and not mean men"
.Brooding had it gut to come visiting
.But was knocked out by the words of a wise
.And education said to me  "I AM THE KEY".