An old aphorism there’s what unveils truth,
That knowledge is a precious gift;
Greater its intensity, more force
it brings,
Conscientious obligation, coated with guilt!
Bygone saying, not all shalt be
superheroes,
And when all be, then none
remains;
As one’s always hungry another contented,
This battle shalt take world down
the drain.
So in ancient times when
knowledge bequeathed,
Appraised were first evolutionary
traits;
And if one failed in litmus test,
then forsaken,
From knowledge used when
existence is at stake!
And here comes a time where bequeathed,
Who shouldn’t have been but known
the page;
Forbidden though never meant to
be forgotten,
Alas! Misused; can’t be forgiven,
come what age! :(
©
Pranav Chaturvedi 2020