
Asking Questions in the Time of Google
If all could do,
That which makes them better,
Would they?
That they had the power,
Would they know the path?
Or should they even embark?
(How to know that here,
Stood still,
Is a better course,
Than stumbling forward,
Fumbling in the dark?)
How to know?
Where are the philosophers
When you need them?
Why don't they have a free-phone-line?
0800-Why-am-I-here?
I'm willing to play catch up,
As the only truth which I can see
Is, I'm lagging far behind.
How does Google know where to start;
When the search bar is mine and
Mine alone?
How to know?
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