I’ve heard it said that ignorance is bliss

Bliss – I imagine flowers and sunshine, a place to unwind

I’ve also read that ignorance is expensive 

More expensive than education 

And people go into debt for that 

What is the cost of not knowing? It’s got me pensive 

The older I get, the more I learn 

Facts upon facts 

Is there anything to spurn?

There’s a million ways I could have died today

At night when I lie down, a billion worries flood my brain

Like the effect of the sugar in the ice cream I ate 

If I’ve waited too late

If I’ll be at my job another 30 years and then die 

Is there anything more to life?

I just recently learned about identity theft 

One can work her whole life and end up bereft

Retirement savings don’t mean soul-saving

And that’s another thing that gets my mind racing

Where do we all go in the end?

Sometimes I miss back when I was a kid

An ice cream sandwich was the meal

Identity theft (i.e., dress up) was how we kept it real

Trees were for climbing 

But every day I see diabetes and people who are needy 

So many dying

Sometimes I wish I didn’t know

But that’s no solution 

Maybe there’s a peace among the pollution

Surely God is still reaching out 

Beyond some old scrolls from a million years ago 

Into the people I know 

Through the medical literature 

Sometimes I’m overwhelmed and it seems like a blur 

But to recognize evil is to acknowledge good 

Like that robin in the bed sorting through the soil with his beak

I feel like I’m sifting through the weeds 

Trying to hear God speak 

We are conscious 

No longer in ignorance

We can choose good 

Observe God’s voice 

And maybe see the unfolding of true bliss