A question of reality.

Is anything known,
beyond the shadow of a doubt?
Can anyone be,
knowledgeable about,
anything in this world,
or out?

Is anything known,
as one set truth?
Or are all things,
like the Fountain of Youth?
Illusive in character,
like the aging of youth?

I see it this way,
You see it another,
She sees it differently,
Than her punitive brother.
Can all be right,
Or are they some other?

What is the world,
and can it be known?
From a scientists chair,
or bishop’s throne?

Can it be known?
or will it remain unknown?

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  • richard reed on Feb 2, 2009

    nice work.

  • cardy on Feb 2, 2009

    Love how you put that together nice work.

  • hfj on Feb 2, 2009

    Nice poem with good flow. I don’t have a lot of faith in science, so i’m sticking with the Bible. Always will.

  • Duff D Moss on Feb 2, 2009

    Agreed – nice flow. Also agreed with content. Seems the more we find out, the more we realise it\’s only the tip of the iceberg

  • payge on Feb 2, 2009

    A poem with a nice flow.Gives me something to think about when we have a quiet moment.

  • Melinda Lou on Feb 3, 2009

    Haunting as I approach 50.

  • F J McCarthy on Feb 3, 2009

    Great poem, good topic, and well written.

  • Guffin Mopes on Feb 9, 2009

    Now that’s living up to a name!

  • Muddy on Feb 24, 2009

    You write with the soul of a Buddhist monk.

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