Knowledge Poem by Christopher Teale
Knowledge
Met by unspeakable curiosity
We come to doubt ourselves
Analyzing with terrible scrutiny
The story the universe tells
Surrounded by the truth
That we choose not to see
Denying we understood
What would give us desired glee
To be or not to be?
To be blind, or to see?
The curse of knowing?
Or the curse of nonexistence?
To die in ignorance?
Or to die knowing?
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