Life Told Through Rap - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill

A poem about the power of knowledge

Author’s note: This is a work of fiction. The only thing real about this story is the music.

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At school, I learnt about crushes. I learnt about the type of love that burns bright but fades just as fast. I learnt hard lessons about confusing intimacy with infatuation: the potent ingredients of a volatile emotional reaction.

At home, I learnt that not all vows are kept. I learnt that familiarity can breed contempt. I learnt the pain of being ignored as I wept. Blood may be thicker than water but certain bonds hold more weight; especially the bonds that you cultivate.

On my own, I learnt all about love. I listened to Willie and Whitney, Syreeta and Stevie, Marvin and Minnie. I learnt that love doesn’t happen without a sacrifice of self, a sublimation of the ego, a willingness to let things go. A lifetime of miseducation, finally corrected by all the things I know.

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Further Listening

[1] Ike Sriskandarajah, ‘The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill’ Kids, 20 Years Later, The New York Times

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