Price of Free Education

Walk with me along the dusty roads with scattered dreams

Talk with me as you go along, the wanders of sparkling cities

Dream is what we do, we got all the time in the world

Stream through the seconds turning to minutes to hours

Come along with me to my humble home

Some days I remember when the family hearth glowed

That was when the golden grains nodded to the hymns of the wind

What was once a barn lies in shacks today

Allow me to introduce my father, once the farmer of the golden crops we passed

Follow me as he sits peacefully in the chair with wheels

Pardon me, it’s time that mother gets the herbal remedy

Burdens it does, her chest weary from years of coughing

Sister peeps through the blinds fluttering to and fro

Mister, she’s sitting an ordinary exam this fall

Piles of books there was when I loved what many like to call Science

Miles I did go to the broken buildings of hope; for Life as I saw it was there

Why you ask, didn’t I try once more

Comply I couldn’t for a fee something once free

Life on a platter they said

Strife was mine for my pockets were empty though my heart was full

When did education become a commodity?

Then and there we lost our hope, the glimmering lamp went out

Three A’s can’t add up to dreams for

Free days were over long ago

Sit by and observe as the sun sets in paradise

Goodbye dear sir I’m off to attala, the elephants are mean