Monday, May 01, 2006
Knowledge
Imagine the poverty of knowing too little,
Imagine the agony of knowing too much,
Either way it's pain,
The way our minds are made,
Is knowledge a need,
Or a drug we crave?
Must know more.
Must know more.
Is knowledge a saint
Or a dirty whore?
Imagine the agony of knowing too much,
Either way it's pain,
The way our minds are made,
Is knowledge a need,
Or a drug we crave?
Must know more.
Must know more.
Is knowledge a saint
Or a dirty whore?