Stranger in a Strange Land ~ Philip Brent                                                                       Digital Abstract

Certainty, it’s said, is fleeting
It may vanish upon meeting
Or offer you a warm greeting

You hope it will last a lifetime
Pray that it will be your lifeline
Most lose it, such a rife crime

It’s ephemeral, so it’s precious
Though it can turn you vicious
Believe it, it’s gone, suspicious

Belief is no way true certainty
Yet priests, gurus offer surety
It may simply lead to insanity

It’s a challenge, I’m retreating
Where we go, is there seating
I’ve heard certainty is fleeting