Anguish

... or, "A Thousand Times, Why?" Why is it

That we can send explorers to a moon Chart the depths of an ocean Peer into the core of an atom

Cure children of a disease That would have ravaged whole cities As recently as a generation ago

Craft a work of art That defies the senses And speaks directly to the soul

Solve for a variable That hides among the riddles Of an equation as long as a phone book

And invent a brand new tool To better accomplish a task That has been honed for centuries

But we cannot For the life of us Make an oatmeal cookie That does not have goddamn raisins in it?