It’s always been too difficult to solve.
When I was young I thought I’d suss it out
before attaining age, but we evolve
without regard to wisdom and I doubt
we’re made for reason or morality.
Sure black & white is comforting, but shades
of gray appear to be our destiny,
and simple choices mask complex cascades.

I’ll never understand why people lie –
I cannot comprehend some shapes we build.
The children ask me questions, and I try
to answer them with truth, but I am filled
with more confusion than intelligence.
To me the ways we act make little sense.