Knowledge pricey
Knowledge pricey (18-02-2022)
Knowledge is a dangerous thing. Not enough of it is ignorance, too much of it is madness. The good ones are stuck in the middle, while the lucky ones are beyond reach of sanity. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
I haven’t been normal
Nor then, and nor now
Relations informal
I lived though somehow
By sparkles of wisdom
I hardly still have
Surviving the system
Existence mine raved
Before and thereafter
An ignorant, learned
From fear to laughter
Been quickly on-burnt
Within glassy sparseness
That bears degree
The kind of harness
My life’s desperate plea
Is knowledge pricey
At changing me much
From youthfully spicy
To mournfully crutched
Onto wailing endless
And longing, come share
The burden tremendous
I want you aware