Education? Or excavation?

Education equals empowerment, this is what I have always been told but is it really education when you are only afforded specific molds?”You must choose realistic goals” this is something commonly said, watching the childs dream explode in their mind like a nuclear warhead as if to say you’re dreams don’t deserve to be heard, a round about way of saying you as a whole are to be deferred. To live with an neglected dream is eating ice cream without the cream, cold and bland. But fear not, it is not the end. Your dream will continue in your heart forever without bend, waiting for you to reach within. Your dream will be forever waiting for you to begin.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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