By Robert C Price


I sat with my daughter

the other day

Her big brown eyes

looking up at me

with two front teeth

missing and every word

she pronounces sounds

like Daffy Duck

Having her head in

my lap, she asks the

complex questions that

geniuses have yet to



Why do people hate?

Why do they kill?

Why is there so much bad?


I looked at her with

the wisdom of age

and told her the

plain truth

I don’t know future

queen but it’s up to

you to change our

delusions of grandeur

that we bought into

If I never teach

you another thing

from this day forward

remember to be better

than your father and those

that came before me



Just maybe

you’ll do a better

job than us slackers.


6 thoughts on “Questions

  1. The world is very crazy, and we humans still keep doing the same stupid things over and over. Our only hope is that future generations will clean up the mess.

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