A second W.O.M. poem

Hi everyone,

I told you I would have fun with this month’s W.O.M. word: KNOW. So here’s another slant.

The Cycle of Knowledge
by David L. Harrison

When I was a boy,
I didn’t know much,
Except for fish
And turtles and such.

In my teens,
With ego flowing,
If I didn’t know it –
Not worth knowing.

By thirty I was
A clever thing
Who knew I didn’t
Know everything.

Fifties? Ah,
The peak of power!
All I’d learned
Was in full flower,

Until computers . . .
Now I don’t know much,
Except for fish
And turtles and such.