Sin In The Bin

By Yanna


The lidless tin of sins in the bin
The pod-less peas with fleas in the tea
The questions you must never mention
The answers in the motion dancers
Thoughts, knowledge, wisdom and power
Ideas, plans, strategies so sour
You there, me here, the rest are where?
Not knowing what you don’t know you know
Knowing that you know you do not know
When will we know that we do not know?
That we don’t know so take it slow
Do we even want it to know?