Superior Knowledge

The world is a lave a pallet of creation Looking into space, a futile distraction The earth is in space and all it represents Looking upward wondering ignoring the obvious The pattern of nature the key to life Everything in nature release us from strife From wondering mind, from wondering soul Pillar too pillar young and old Some think of it as architecture, some confusing mess, Some a spontaneous fragment of scientific jest To some a duty a jigsaw to caress, And some just get on and never confess We each hold the answer to our brain Coming once sometimes again and again Sometimes never at all, contained in distraction The harrowing lore, the abyss of infatuation The buckled belt restraint on the mind Have to find out, not sure I will with death and time But will it empower or dissolve my life Sitting here continually wondering why When that could be it, just to live to experience and enjoy it And we the fools who try to explain never understood the simplicity Expanding our stupidity with information overload, we didn't need To study or to vex our thoughts flexing our complexion With stressful sickness broken and distraught, Are we just the sickness in god’s body? A disease spreading in the DNA of the supreme Thinking we are special, a comforting belief Or are we trapped in our own creation, Our creation is no waiting quotation Or selfish intoxication of boredom Or perhaps, the conclusion the capstone solution Buried with its foundation, alas the incantation released And now fondled into confusion its veil of truth still uncovered No one is true enough to bind its rudder, Elevate one’s conscience, conjure up the thunder Not in modern times where knowledge is sought By any mind, any person, any element of thought.