I remembered as a kid
I thought Santa was real
And brought Christmas presents
As I was growing
I thought scientists
Were magicians in white coats
And I thought professors
Have acquired all knowledge
Also I thought their were roads
In the far stretched clouds
And I also wanted to find
The orator in the radio
Now that I’m no kid no more
I know Santa isn’t real
And scientists are people researching
To make the world a easier to live in
And professors aren’t all knowing
Even the clouds have only routes
Now that I have strived
To cross the line of ignorance
It dampens my heart
To see how ignorance makes one a fool
And very prone to disaster
Ignorance can only satisfy the dead
The knowledge we seek is not hidden
It’s right out there in front of us
But we are blindfolded by ignorance
So every night I weep for the lost
Who are trapped in ignorance lore?
Source: PoemHunter Poetry Series, 2013.