The More I Know

The more I know of nothing,
The less I understand.
The hourglass has flipped over,
We fall like grains of sand.

The gift of life is fleeting,
Knowledge a strange brew.
Our grain of sand oblivious
Of when it will fall through.

I feel the need to question
When taking such a view,
Will someone flip the hourglass
And start it all anew?.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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December 17, 2016 at 6:43 PM
I've been finding out all through my mature years that "The more I know, the less I know." I like your poem.
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