We know not only
Of what we are born
But also of what
We may be taught
From a young age, sometimes
At an older age, maybe
In between, possibly
Every age, always
We never stop learning
We are always but a student
Following in the path of
Our teachers
From my teachers
I have learned
The words formed by speech
And created by mind
Are powerful
But more so
Are the words formed by pencil
And created by one's soul
That being said
Opinions created by one's own mind
Speak only of what they know
Opinions created after seeing
The thoughts of another's mind
Speak of what they have learned
We know only what we are taught
We are taught only what we know
And so begins a journey
One that mustn't end too soon
A journey of one's faith,
Growth, and love
All as one
Some never complete this journey
Some don't even begin
But for the few that do
Know that it can only get better from here
Your understanding can only grow
So once again I remind you
We know not only
of what we are born
But also of what
We are taught
