why?
Contributed by
jawdeh
on
Tuesday, 31st July 2007 @ 06:57:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Why must I die, or do I have a choice,
Lifes anguish deprives me from being rejoiced,
Why do we get tired, was the night made for rest,
Daylight was made for our provision, it suits us best,
Why do we shed tears, were not as tough as we think,
Death of our existence comes faster than a blink,
Why do babies cry, do they really want attention,
From all the drama and so much tension
Why do mothers give birth, is her deliver a crime,
For her to suffer in pain all the time,
Why do our bodies get old, crust and mold,
Must we crumble and get real cold,
Why must we eat, from hunger and thirst,
Yet we remain fatigued, it aint the first,
Why must we smile- is life eternal bliss,
Or is there something we always miss,
Why do we converse with each other-whats our aim,
Is it to impress people-it gets kind of lame,
Why must we rejoice at the suns splendor,
Is it caring, loving and tender,
Why must we breathe, does it nourish our soul,
Heal our minds, help us reach our goal,
Why must we love the things that kill,
Yet our lives go on, but the world stands still,
Why are we destined to fail, must we struggle to prevail,
Is eternity our endeavor, its an imaginary tale,
Why must we lie to attain an easy way out,
Abusing people with our foul mouths
Why ask why, will you sleep better at night,
Having all the answers-knowing your always right
Fate was our setback-predetermined and history,
Yet we live our lives engaged in its mystery
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