Why
are these words so deceiving
like the gods and not science?
Why
Are the unhappening things so surreal
like loving a beautiful woman
and live your dreams so easily?
Why
build temples or mahals
with the imagination of her beauty
that will win no wars?
Why
does the child cry for no reason
like the cold river that never stops?
Why
are you never so fascniated about being in a position
where you want to be but are currently not
and by the time you are there
you are not that fascinated to be there?
I ask why O why
walk this path of life
that leads to perdition
with a smile?
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