The Fear of Asking

safe in our omniscient world

of assumptions

we dread to ask



the illusion is not quite so

solid and real

and our precious conclusions



a tiny piece of face may fall

porcelain to the floor,

our professed understanding



and our consensual and legendary

explanations unjustified

we will have lost a “truth”

 an anchor


and the very last being in the universe

we might ask

is the very one we assume we



that vital arrogant desire

to be so right

must not be risked by a single



it is so much safer

that way

in our coterie



for in the act of asking

and finding out

our entire known universe

might implode


Why are we so very afraid to ask?