It is the wise man who knows the fool
In modern times as an ancient rule.
Wise they are that learn
From their mistakes; adjourn
To always question…
There is no need for ‘best evidence rule’
To prove the thirst for knowledge; fuel
Ambition, be discreet; yearn
To always question
The fool trips onwards; passage cruel.
The wise man thinks; realities dual,
Passed the point – no return.
Reason, senses; which to spurn?
The ancients taught in worldly school
To always question.
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