Why?

Why?

 

Why do we sing?

Why do we prance?

Why do we laugh

at those who dance?

 

Why?

 

Why do we shout?

Why do we hit?

Why do we kill

those who repent?

 

Why?

 

Why do we cry?

Why do we mourn?

Why to we forget

those we have torn?

 

Why?

 

Why do we lie?

Why do we cheat?

Why do we trick

those who know not deceit?

 

Why?

 

I ask these questions,

because I want to know.

Where have you gone?

Why did you go?

Reviews

[Michael]

I am right here,
I did not run.
I'll answer your questions,
one by one.

We sing for the joy,
and prance for the fun,
that makes us laugh
as we dance in the sun

Our fears make us shout
and hit with our might.
Though forgiveness they ask
we kill out of spite.

We cry and we mourn,
for the soul that we lost
Torn by our deeds,
'cause we forgot is its cost.

About that we'll lie
and that leads us to cheat
the trick is on us,
as we reap our deceit.

So this was my answer
best I knew how
See, I did not run
feel free, ask me more now.

[Joseph - Michael]

Yeah, we all have the similar questions like that, yet we still haven't gotten any answers about them, either

Anyway, it's a real great thinking piece you got there, so it's all good...

[A.r. Bazian]

humanity is but a ghost now... that lingers around the shaded corners of our existence!
why?
alas!
its all part human!
its the pain... and the gain!
and its all becoz of us!
we need a change!

i really like the poem!
keep it up!
nice work!