The Intellectuals

They walk abreast of you in the hallways,
They are weighed down by the possibilities that exists around them.
They are the instigators of change.
Like Gandhi and Martin Luther King Jr. before them,
They forged a path on their own.
Their voices tremble when they meet oppression and injustice.
but in their hearts they hear one voice, this cannot be right
In a time when age means everything, it matters not
These bright young intellectuals are carving a way out with sweat, blood and tears
Dare I say I admired their courage, for it spurred me to action
Like their Shakespearean counterparts of yesteryear,
They are learning this stage called life and are exacting upon it their fair share of experience.

They move, back and forth from home to America, Canada to London
Japan, Liberia, Istanbul, someday even Kabul and Croatia
The minds of great men are forged in the pursuit of knowledge
And fortified by loss, courage and fighting
But not with guns, machetes or bombs
But with words and articles; speeches and lives lived.
These are the heavy-hitters, the forgotten soldiers
Who wage war for their brethren, their countrymen.
Hoping that one day the strife will cease and the lives of those they love will ease

Some say knowledge is a dangerous thing if left unchecked,
but I challenge you to challenge yourself, “Can you be better? Greater?”
Should I become complacent, may my hands continue to fight
My mouth continue to speak the truth
Especially against dictators and oppressors and the like
May I shield myself and clothe my brother
Like them, may I stand up and be counted
The pursuit of knowledge is a beautiful thing
For we are all seeking to understand ourselves, our nature.
Let us fight and change and grow, for them and us there will be many struggles.

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