Where is wisdom in our words?
Data without datum want meaning,
Information without knowledge is surds
Which leave us simply leaning

In toward truth, while the trivial
Floods our minds with advertising,
Spinning them into quadrivial—
At an intersection ill advising

Which direction we should go,
Warping our confiscated minds
To fail to thrive and grow—
That’s the way modernity grinds.

So, all our findings seem to end
With understanding that bends
With the warp and woof to pretend
That there’s meaning that our media sends.

But the Word incarnate has the answer,
Full of grace and truth he came
To prove to be the final Dancer
In the dance of truth to claim.

Ordained Servant Online, August-September 2022.