Ignorance

Sometimes they enter,
Do they, those words.
And like quickened knives and
Spears and swords
Do they pierce, nick and
Slash at the hearts of the weak
And souls of the wounded.

You pray you never
Touched the tips of the
Spears. Nor feel the slice of
The blades. Yet thrill in
The hurt they give because
Of that momentay power that
You wield.

Such is the double-edged sword
Of knowledge. Inducing the
Hurt and thrill of knowing
When one would prefer not to
Know yet want to know
Due to pure human nature,
Basal and self-destructive.