Poem Why

Poem Why?

 

 

The word of curiosity...

The symbol of insights

We want to know...

That's why we ask

 

Full of knowledge...

The answers wait

Not always welcoming...

It's the response still

 

Seeking the truth...

Being nosey

Inquisitive to a specific end...

In search to ease a vexing dilemma

 

Why?

The heart of the spirit

The soul's working...

And compiling comprehension

 

The more we identify...

The further we don't

We're consumed...

By issues infinite

 

 

 

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Nassau, The Bahamas

Web: Island Poetry Domain