Everything changes
No one thing is permanent
All things pass away
The “good” becomes “bad”
Sensible becomes insane
Topsy-turvy world
Sometimes, I forget
Wonder how it can happen
While I looked away
Then, I realize
It was both all along
Silly perspective
Outside looking in
Insists that I “must be right”
As if they know me
They know as I know
Only the outsides as seen
Interpretations
Low Fidelity
Padded by the assumptions
Is asking so hard?
I never think so
Until someone is angry
For the questioning
Assumptive mountains
That good intent cannot climb
Lofty, snow-capped peaks
Not good and not bad
Just a jumble of the mind
Insisting it knows
I am ignorant
Always the first to say so
How else does one learn?