Zigzagging

The mind flits left to right Like a moth to the light Forward and back seem so simple Appearing as immutable principle Doubt rears its ugly head Then we try the opposite instead Thinking stuck in the primal abyss Leaping out to a false premise Landing on a non sequitur Sillogisms flying past in a blur The quid pro quo one can't deny Shows logic that we all decry Aristotle would be exasperated While the duplicitous are vindicated Go through two doors at the same time Prove it's not shorter to use a straight line Flighty creatures that we are When we wish upon a star Twin deceivers are zig and zag Truth can evade like boast and brag Some thinkers think to bend not break Especially with crucial issues at stake Forever we're swerving to get so far And that's the truth of how we are Mostly unsure of what we know Off zigzagging we blithely go