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What If We’ve Got It All Wrong

Do you ever stop and wonder
If those things you think you know
Are predisposed to assumption
Conditioned thoughts that flow
Out of a line of processes
That construct along the way
Foundations that may turn out to be
So incorrect one day

For if that was the case then
All that we had leant would
Not be the way we thought it was
Nor stand the way it stood
And suddenly our world would be
Turned Inside out for sure
And upside down; somewhat confused
As facts became so flawed

For the base of all the theories
Our hypotheses and such
Would end up being nonsense
And not add up to much
And postulation, conjecture
Would’ve been false all along
But if that was the case would we
Admit that we were wrong?

Would we have an open mind set?
Would we let creative thought
Be flexible to turn things round
And make them as they ought
To have been in the first place
Correct those failed ideas
Or would we continue the pretence
Let it run for year on year

For insights come but once a while
And often are rebuffed
By those who think that they know best
Say “Now that is quite enough!”
“Don’t question what we know for sure
Don’t disrespect those who
Know all there is to know for they
Know so much more than you”

And with these grand dismissals
The font of knowledge grows
From what has gone before based on
What everyone else knows
Lest daring to audaciously
Question the rank and file
With queries that may then reveal
They were wrong all the while

So ….

Do you ever stop and wonder
If those things you think you know
Are predisposed to assumption
Conditioned thoughts that flow
Out of a line of processes
That construct along the way
Foundations that may turn out to be
So incorrect one day


When The Future Looks Back

What on earth will the future hold
Thirty years on from now
What progress will be made?
What will then be allowed?
What potential will be realised?
What thoughts will be had?
Will they be better and good?
Or have gone off and be bad?

Will we have moved on or perhaps
Will we have reverted because
The growth in the past
Has taken the buzz
Out of all that we have now
In this techno-age?
Will our evolvement of late
Have confined us in a cage?

In a cage where we’re unable;
Unable to do
Unable to speak even eat
What will then be in view?
For there’s part of me thinking
That thirty years on we’ll see
A backward step from where we’re now
With less capacity

Less means to continue
At the pace we have set
Or maybe the robots
Will be the ones to go get
In a manifested existence
Where all reason and rhyme
Will be lost to a greater
Intelligence than mine?

Will there even be water?
Fresh water for all?
Will there be a climate left
With spring, summer, and fall
And winter; the seasons –
Will they still exist
Or will the world be so bruised
From all of these twists

For thirty years on from now
In the year twenty forty five
What will it mean to us folks
To our existence; our lives
If dots, code and digits
In a world white and black
Are all that is left
When the future looks back!

The End

Will the words ever cease
Will the notes ever dry
Or the stars fall right out
Of the heavens and sky

Will the sun fail to rise
Will moon end its reign
Or the world stop revolving
On its axis again

Will the waves lull their lapping
Will the winds calm not blow
Or the birds fall to silence
Or the trees never grow

Will these things ever happen
Will our planet decease
Or universe disappear
Or time even cease

And in wondering these questions
And thinking them through
There’s one thing for certain that
We won’t know if they do

So why consider and contemplate
Or muse in such a way
When our time could be spent making
The most of our days

Yet I think on reflection that
We’d all like to know
When the end will be nigh so
We can up sticks and go

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He knows it all; knows everything
Thinks there’s nothing left to learn
So arrogant in the extreme
And yet in time; in turn
The opposite will be revealed
As gaps begin to show
How little he now understands
For knowledge really knows
That knowing is more so searching
The quest to find out more
The choice to leave no stone unturned
Nor slam shut any door

The truth that in our daily lives
There’s always more to find
More to illuminate those banks
Of knowledge in our mind
And that the task is endless; that
The job will never cease
And all bar all opinion, thought
And questions won’t release
Us from wisdom’s apprentice role
Into eternity
For there’s no cap and gown to wear
No ‘Knowledge’ BSc!


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Why is the sky so blue
What makes the grass bright green
Why is the sea and ocean wet
How salty has it been?

What makes the trees so tall
Why do the birds fly high
How do the flowers grow in the ground
And why do clouds pass by

What makes the sun come up
And turns the night to day
Who turns the hands of every clock
And drives the world per se

Who set the world in swing
What started the big bang
What went before all that we know
Such questions that harangue

The whys, the what’s, the how’s
With many more beside
That children ask relentlessly
That come in waves and tides