Knowledge Poem by Justin Reamer

Knowledge



Ignorance is bliss, they say;
To know naught is divinest joy.
Knowledge, the key to the world-
Destroyer of cities and peoples
Or edifier of civilisation.
Depending on intentions,
The wielder is either the
Worst villain known to mankind
Or the Saviour of the world.
He must decide for himself.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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Justin Reamer

Justin Reamer

Holland, Michigan
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