I continued on my path, not knowing I was lost I felt pride when I slipped through the blazes and frost Much of my time was building a city with all the blocks I’ve been around Now I’ve run into glimmering tracks that used to be my pathway ground What a condition to be helplessly guided along I could have manipulated my path but this steal is too strong My mind is more vulnerable; its allegiance has changed Feeling at all times I need to be rearranged My untested, mistakable notion of wisdom lashed back It reminded me of my many shortcomings during this attack The detestable gases that seeped through my lips formed Sodom Gomorrah soon followed as my evils built a rock bottom I thought I really thought Damn It! I truly thought! I thought I knew so much I went this far using rhetoric as a crutch Now I ask, is wisdom for real? Is faking knowledge that big of a deal? I witnessed so many others with Halos, appearing so wise In discussions with them I found much to despise What is to gain by others applause? Is it not so honorable to accept simply because? Longwinded showboats quickly run out of steam Is innocent beauty only a childhood dream? Wisdom is knowing you know nothing at all Claiming you do sets up your fall Be opened to others who share understandings with you Its changed my perspective, now I’ve seen a bit clearer not claiming I KNEW!