Ignorance is BlissA Poem by Chong N. KimA spoken word about my experience.Ignorance in Bliss As I walk in the door I can feel the eyes sizing me up. I walk with a limp and yet I’m immediately discriminated. Without saying Hi, or give me a grin, Instead I get rude customer service Cause I didn’t come in with a suit. I like to check out thrift stores Instead of throwing dollars to markets that exploits the human mind. People say EDUCATION is the key, But if ignorance is all you are taught Then when do you find the lock to unfold The questions? You see, I was a high school dropout not cause I wanted to be, after constant bullying and racial discrimination my mind said, “no more.” Shortly after that I didn’t realize running away Came with a price tag, As long as I fell in the system, My name would later transfer to the human trade. Exploiters just eagerly waiting to rape my soul away. Breaking me down to where my mind would leave me In a pathos of insanity. All shatter pieces on the ground, Came to America to find my way out of poverty “Land of the Free” is the sign given to thee, But how many slaves must suffer from lies like these? The government promises justice, yet they are so blind Or maybe it’s just plain ignorance on their part That some of them are part of what makes the market go
round and round. The economy is crashing and yet blame is cast on both
side of political pole Yet we are still undiscerning to what WE want to believe. A sea of naive children relying on media to educate their
perception, Yet so many find fascinating when we are taught The only way to get to the top is desperation, While Satan awaits on the other end. Don’t you see the ultimate cause of this atrocity is that
are children Are basically crying out . . . “I just need you with me.” So many films made today, but didn’t make it on the Oscar list cause it didn’t exploit or glamorize the
pornography Of our children, It didn’t make the cut: Trust, Disconnect & Eden Yes my story didn’t make it to the list. When we watch films of sorcery and magic To take us to Never land, Keep us in the bubble we don’t want to hear the truth, And while we are in it, Where have our children disappeared to? I’m called constantly by the people in power To “help” them educate the public so they Receive a “Star” on their platform while Confessing my horrific testimony, I get a tissue and a simple “Thank you” with no sincerity
insight. My words have become their stats, Yet it’s tweaked to their likings, Many of us who share our names Are always ignored, Just like the slaves who built the White House of
America, Are their names ever memorialized to be remembered? No. I never went to college, But what my experience taught me you will never Find in any institute or entity anywhere. I couldn’t find my way through HS Geography, But my hustling navigation taught me The exact points of sellers and buyers. I wasn’t a mathematician, since I failed that concept being “Asian-American” But I learned how to be the bookie And I became in charge of the money and transfer Funds that were over 50 grand a day. I got my education in Political Science, When I met my “john” who happen to represent A state that I once lived in, After being the puppet for a show he paid for, I learned that there was way to get rid of the score. And last but not least, economy is what I learned more About this trade, you can’t do any of the above if you Have no concept of the world economy in your hands. From trade to distribution, to money laundering and
racketeering From drugs to human exploitation All of that with no college education. So, if you think Education equals to intelligence . . . Think again, before you head down that path. Education open some doors, But the streets open so much more, But be cautious in your path Everything we learn comes with a price. © Chong Kim, 2013 © 2013 Chong N. Kim |
StatsAuthorChong N. KimDallas, TXAboutI Am: speaker writer artist ...singer performer mother activist abolitionist fighter and a survivor. I've done public speaking since 2003 and have appeared on local and national televi.. more..Writing
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