Wondering

I've always wondered what wondering is, It's a curious thing you know. It lightens the eyes, It's part of the wise, And of all the best seed that we sow. I've always wondered what evil is, It's the saddest thing I know. Why twisted minds Keep being unkind, And spoil the good seed that we sow. I often wonder where evil comes from, When much better things we know. It's part of our past, But how can it last, With all that fine seed that we sow.