Knowledge Is All You Need

Stranded on a deserted island, with just one thing to bring

Stranded on a deserted island, with just one single thing

Some request their phones

Where others might just want a saxophone

 

For me it’s simple, I ask for just one thing

My vast array of knowledge is all I ask to bring

Still want a phone? Here you go,

I’ll make it of stone and mistletoe

 

With my knowledge and common sense

The things I could do is much more immense

A knife or pot is great

But if you don’t know how to use them, they’ll just be dead weight

 

With my knowledge by my side

I’d take this island by surprise

I’d build a house of sticks and stones

Heck, I wouldn’t even have to take out a loan

 

So if I only had one thing,

Just one thing to bring

I’d take my knowledge with me

And content I would be

This poem is about: 
Me

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