We Know Nothing

by Sam M. Phillips

Hell to pay

As we move away

From what we know to be real,

Why do we feel

The need to rush

Towards such

Multitudes of illusion?

It all intrudes and finds fusion

With our thought,

And then we’re caught,

Not knowing what to think

Or how to link

Real facts to each other—

.

Everyone acts to cover

Their own ignorance,

Like it makes any difference

If they look stupid or not,

I’ve slid down and got

Just as much

As when I touch

The sky,

Why deny

We know nothing?

Why grow up bluffing?

.

We’re stuffing our heads

With all the dregs

Of knowledge,

Driving a wedge

Between fact and fiction,

As if this action

Makes us wise,

But it’s all lies,

And we live in the five sense

World that represents

Only a tiny sliver

Of what there is to discover.