A topsy-turvy world

Silly questions, Sillier answers!

Why doesn't the moon comes out in the day?
Why does sun comes out from the east and goes down in the west?
Where is the sun's runway, and where does it land?
Why there are no hair on our palms?

Why the sky is blue, why the roses are red?
Why some of us live, while others are dead?
Why love gives us bliss, but comes bundled with Pain?
Why the goat eats grass, and not Milkshake/?

Why there are 12 Months and only 1 year?
Why Life is so Unfair?

When God Goes to sleep, and when does he listen to prayers?
Does God has an AC? Or a laptop computer?
Does he gets our prayers in e-mail? Or just tapes it on a DVD?

Too Many Questions, None of them Answered.
Yet we live on, not wanting any answers.

Rather, we are intent on the birth of the universe,
The neutrons and the protons.
What happens when Atoms crash?
What led to the Big Bang?
Why chlorophyll makes tree green?
What made apes to change into man?

Too many questions, searching for the answers.
Yet we aren't satisfied, looking for a better answer.

We just live on, in this topsy turvy world.
We Just live on, In this topsy turvy world.

Author's Note

Another workplace composition. Dunno what I was thinking.

Reviews

[Imperfection]

I agree with the reviewer before me...that some questions may never be answered.

It is an interesting piece no doubt. But comparatively lighter and easier on the mind than some of your other pieces.

By the way, I like the description of the poem too.
;-)

[lAcEy_LoO's Poems Site]

I liked it and some many questions that may never be answered!!!

[Emily B]

there are too many questions . . . today, I don't need answers. it is enough to be. :-)