A To B

The toys are strewn about Their randomness makes my mind try to recreate Just how they ended up in that last position I understand enough about physics But I cannot comprehend the delicacies Of a pure mind that leaves objects In such a state and then off to the next stage With the abandon of a conquistador Running through a Mayan temple I want the information I want the tell-tale indications That makes sense How did A lead to B Then I just break down as my knowledge base Becomes flimsy and apparent I lost my infinite infant/childhood eyes Due to this infernal paradigm of growing up We cloud our children with the heavy burden Of our own adulthood Our toys are expensive and ultimately more selfish Grown-ups have to pay a price for carelessness The light becomes a higher ground with a bigger price tag