Zero. Zilch. Nada

Incredible as the doing may be.
Many still have yet not to notice.
That revolving doors.
Boomerangs thrown.
Swinging pendulums or carousels.
Often experienced by children,
Amazed to see the first time in disbelief.
Heard repeatedly asking,
How can something...
Going in one direction.
Comes back to return from where it started.
Without this to notice,
By parents or anyone else...
Capable to explain,
What goes around comes back.
With nothing to gain but zero to accomplish.
And zilch and nada defined to mean the same.

'So...
Even though the thrill is gone for you,
Why do you insist the both of us...
Will learn something new,
From an experience you know nothing about?'

'Well...
I am hoping one day,
You'll be able to explain to someone else...
The joy you had for yourself to learn,
Accomplishing nothing is more meaningful...
Than attempting everything,
To discover the doing is meaningless.'

'I don't understand.'

'Trust me.
You will one day.'

'I don't know if I want to.'

'Why not?'

'My young life to live,
Is already confusing and too complicated!'