No True Questions

No True Questions

A Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)
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It Is what you make it to be

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Just learn to accept the reality 
Accept the hard cold facts
That usually all societies niceties
Are in truth unintentional acts

They’re simply sincerely proferred
Humbly offered answers, 
To questions…
In reality never asked

To which Humanity In all it’s childish naiveté
Takes pleasure in and basks
In all it’s inanity (and innocent insanity)
Could be sorely taken to task

For in all the Cosmos
Around you and I
There is no true answer to
…The question "why?"...




















Just learn to accept the reality 
Accept the hard cold facts
That usually all societies niceties
Are in truth unintentional acts

They’re simply sincerely proferred
Humbly offered answers, 
To questions…
In reality never asked

To which Humanity In all it’s childish naiveté
Takes pleasure in and basks
In all it’s inanity (and innocent insanity)
Could be sorely taken to task

For in all the Cosmos
Around you and I
There is no true answer to
…The question "Why?"...

© 2018 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)


Author's Note

David O Whalen  (O Haolin in Celtic)
It's just 'stream of consciousness'. Rambling of a simple mind.

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Added on January 21, 2018
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David O Whalen  (O Haolin in Celtic)
David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)

Las Vegas, NV



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Born in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..

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