STARTING TO THINK
At what age did I start to think.
Not the wondering whether I’d get extra ice cream, the curiosity that made me ask big questions.
Why are their bad politicians and no-one is susprised?
Why do we have problems we can solve…they’re still here.
Who is the wisest person in the world?
If bridges can be constructed so they never collapse why do bridges collapse all the time?
If being good makes you happy why do some good people seem so unhappy?
If we invented nuclear fusion why doesn’t everyone have water to drink that keeps them well instead of making them ill?
Why didn’t you tell me that asking the question doesn’t immediately solve the problem?
But the day came when I started to think “perhaps I can do that”.
It’s a start.