Calculus

As I practice to try and understand to procrastination I tend to sway. Like holding a bar of soap in my hand, the more I try: faster you slip away. The derivatives and integration rattle in my head and my pen is poised. Above paper; I sigh in frustration my mind is filled with confusion and noise. Calculus, you smirk in proud amusement, you think you have vanquished another one. Of your brothers you are preponderant, since theorems face no opposition. Since humans found you, your power crumbled. As knowledge expands, you become humbled.