Another poem in the style of Mayakowsky

 Another poem on eradicating illiteracy in the style of the Marxist poet Vladimir Mayakowsky.

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Eradicate Illiteracy
(in the style of Mayakovsky)

I
raise my fist,
not in anger,
but in ink-stained fury,
against the wall of silence,
where letters once cowered in shadows.

Shall we let the page be blank,
while voices are drowned by illiterate chains?
No!
We take this pen,
this weapon,
and carve words into the minds of millions.
Knowledge,
not kept for the few,
but hurled into the streets like bread in times of famine!

We shall march,
not with rifles,
but with books clutched tight in the arms of the young.
Every hand that reaches for light,
we lift,
we carry,
we drag out from ignorance’s pit.

For the earth shakes,
not by the sound of guns,
but by the rustle of pages,
the boom of voices finding themselves in letters,
words!
Words that tear down the iron doors
and set the mind ablaze.

You,
yes, you with your unspoken tongue,
your unscribed thoughts,
we will give you letters to roar,
we will give you words to dream.

For the future is built on the spine of a book,
and we will read,
we will read until no shadow remains.
Illiteracy dies today,
and in its place—
a world rewritten.

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