Knowledge

I know many things
I perceive many others
My thoughts follow a pattern
Of controlled chaos, with no intent

My knowledge, deception & mayhem
Most refuse to lay trust
In the province of self worth

Truthful, knowledgeable and fleeing
Perception is a lie
Knowledge is a bitter drug




© 1998, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved
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