Education

Education is a quiet light That enters where the mind was night, A whispered word, a question asked, A hidden strength we never masked. It lives in chalk on dusty boards, In well‑worn books and careful words, In hands that guide but never press, In failures turned to steps for success. It walks with us to every place, Not just in classrooms’ borrowed space, It’s in the stories elders tell, In markets, streets, and chapel bell. Education is the courage found To stand for truth on shaky ground, To read the world with open eyes, To doubt, to test, to realise. It is the turning of a page, The bridge between the child and sage, A seed of hope in every mind, To grow a future, just and kind. So guard this flame with all your might, For where it burns, it scatters light, And every mind it dares to touch Learns it was always worth this much.