Kumon

Endless you ask,
until I answer.
enough wits to occupy a room.
studying hard,
but another day has begun.
hard as a nut,
as white as the star, too high to see.
the hand of a ten year old,
grabs a pencil.
and starts
An explosion of endless questions,
easy for me,
not for them.
The answers, hidden
More is to come.
but for today
it seems
I'm done
The maths and I.