Poezja

Why are we born?
Why do we die?
Why do we laugh?
Why do we cry?
Why are there no answers?
To life’s little questions?
Why don’t you God?
Give any explanations?

Why is there guilt?
Why is there shame?
Why is there joy?
Why is there pain?
Why do we have heaven?
Why do we have hell?
Does anyone know?
Will anyone tell?

Why is there the rich?
Why is there the poor?
Why do some get little?
And some get more?
Why is there love?
Why is there hate?
Why is there no time?
Are we all too late?

Why do things end up the way they do?
Hey God, I’m asking you?


Written 1999 S.A.B.