Getting Out of Your Comfort Zone
Ignorance smacks your face
Leaving bruises on already darkened skin
Darkened with the heat of oppression
That has burned your face for generations.
You see no one in this jungle
A place called education
Who knows your struggles, who have faced this heat
Before.
And yet, inch. By inch.
You climb
Rising above the leaves that have smacked your face
And take your rightful place in this Tree of Knowledge.
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