Nothing More to Learn
When will come the day
When we know everything there is to know
When there’s NOTHING more to learn
Every book will be written
We’ll be bored by the repetition
Of what’s left of life (what’s left of life?)
We’re just left with time
We have nothing left to fill the empty spaces
The voids
This choice
Is what it’s all boiled down to
If there is nothing more to learn
Than what will we tell our children
There is nothing more to explore
No new discoveries of this earth
We are bound to what we know
And we have nothing more to learn
Do you break the news
You have a new idea to bring to the table
Listen to the laughter
Hear the chatter
But one who agrees
Believes
There’s a new age we still have to live
Not just a Hundred
A thousand
Simple minded
Don’t listen
As well as they used to
The new is old
So quickly
Technology is just antiquity
It is nothing to us anymore
Knowledge not a privilege
Just another taken for granted
Something we don’t remember
We don’t wonder
We know all there is to know
There is NOTHING more to Learn
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