Why

by HiddenPoet   Jan 8, 2008


There's too much to question
and answers too few
Questions of old
Questions of new

Why is the sky blue?
Why does soap clean?
Why do we exist?
And why is the devil mean?

Why do we treasure gold?
Why is it called the birds and bees?
Why do people kill the innocent?
And why is life different overseas?

Why do we love?
Why is money greeded?
Why are secrets kept?
And why water so needed?

There's so many questions
and many more to ask
I say one last thing
Curiosity is a task

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