There’s many things I know I know,
And many things I know I don’t,
Many things one day I may know,
Then there’s those I probably won’t.

How can I know that what I know
Is something more than mere opinion?
Just ‘cause Google told me so,
Or am I culture’s servile minion?

Seems there are objective facts
And some things are just black and white.
Proven facts or artefacts?
Which is wrong and which is right?

Maybe it comes down to faith:
I have to trust that someone knows.
Prove all things myself? No way!
It’s easier to trust and doze!

Stephen Tomkins
17 January 2016
Sydney