Blissful Ignorance
As I grow old to my surprise
I’ve slowly come to realise.
That every thing I thought I knew
is mostly if not all untrue.
The things which I was taught at school.
They too must succumb to the rule
that truths like fashions quickly change.
New truths emerge to re-arrange.
The currently accepted view
when new facts have been proven true
at an ever increasing rate.
I simply can’t keep up to date.
I do not let it worry me
I jog along quite happily.
25-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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