KNOWLEDGE IN FLAMES

 

The Bonfire of Knowledge

In the land of the free, where reason once stood,
Came a curious plague, misunderstood.
The knuckle-draggers, with fervent delight,
Said, “Books are bad! Burn them tonight!”

Math was the first to meet the flame—
“Too complex! Who needs the shame?
Fractions are witchcraft, decimals a sin.
Our children don’t need this to win!”

Next went science, with a fiery roar,
"Evolution? We’ve heard it before.
Dinosaurs walked with Adam and Eve,
And climate change is just make-believe!"

History too, was tossed to the blaze,
"Why learn of the past? It’s just a haze.
Forget all the wars and civil rights,
Our truth is simpler, black and white."

Literature crumbled in smoldering ash—
“Who needs novels? A waste of cash!
Forget the Bard, Austen, and Twain;
Our kids won't read, it’s all in vain.”

The bonfires raged, the knowledge was lost,
But oh, the children! What was the cost?
They grew up blind, unskilled, unwise,
Victims of ignorance, fed with lies.

While the world advanced with books and schools,
These kids were left with empty tools.
Other nations soared; they ruled the skies,
While knuckle-draggers scratched their thighs.

And so, the moral is plain and stark:
When you burn the books, you snuff out the spark.
Education’s a treasure, a beacon, a light—
Extinguish it, and you lose the fight.