Knowledge

It is while am feeling low
Thinking of the unwanted anxiety
That I have a pipe line of truth
That aids the funnel of Varity

Day by day it devours on me
And I wonder if I’m the only one
A lot of us have blinded ourselves
Thinking we’ve improved our sight

What a mighty folly it is
Relying on the physical
Ignoring the unseen
And forgetting the spiritual

We are not what we think we are
We are not what people think we are
We are what people think we are
I.e. we are all fools.