Assuming Poem by shimon weinroth

Assumng

When I don't know or I'm not sure
Some beliefs melt and fade
Others take another form

Practice the verse called norm
Assuming leaves space
For being wrong

Lets in bias
With a house full of notions
Makes room for emotions
Sometimes, divorced of reality and truth

Assuming then becomes
A sanctuary for mistake
Feeds and grows fat
On pre-concieved and a'priori

Shrugs when disproved
Will not give up body
And ghost of misconcieved

Oceans of assuming
Are filled with beliefs
Hang on long after they smell of burial
Too often are exhumed

Assuming is a way of thought
Both inductive and deductive
An epstemic view
Would you assume that's true