01/06/2024
Sometimes You Just Ask Why…
In a vast expanse of existence, we emerge,
Bound by a passion, a flame, an urge.
Questions unfold, potential untold,
Life's meaning elusive, in mysteries it's enrolled.
Eight billion spirits in a cosmic dance,
Are we truly unique, or just a fleeting chance?
In the tapestry of humanity, threads intertwine,
Yet, do we see the commonality, the divine?
Burning with questions, we navigate the sea,
A journey of discovery, what could it be?
Why do we pass the homeless by,
Blind to their struggle, averted eye?
Children, vessels of innocence and grace,
Why bear the weight of a brutal embrace?
Born not from love, but spite's cruel game,
In the shadow of hatred, what is our aim?
A world torn apart by division and strife,
In a landscape where love should be life.
Why harbor hate, let it fester and grow,
When love could be the current that makes us flow?
Eight billion stories, a tapestry of pain,
Yet, in each heart, a longing for gain.
Why do we walk with a heart so cold,
When warmth and compassion could unfold?
In the shadows, wars echo their deadly call,
A world accustomed to watching it all.
Yet, love, faith, and hope persist,
In the hearts that resist, in the souls that insist.
Let us expand the poem, unravel its core,
A journey through emotions, to the heart's very core.
Feel the ache, the longing, the desire,
Ignite the flame, let emotions transpire.
The homeless, silent voices in the night,
Their struggles unheard, out of sight.
Feel the pain, the cold, the hunger,
A symphony of suffering, each note stronger.
Children, innocents, their laughter replaced,
By echoes of abuse, in a world misplaced.
Feel the weight, the burden they bear,
In a world where love seems rare.
A kaleidoscope of humanity, colors so bright,
Yet, blinded we are by division's harsh light.
Feel the ache of a fractured unity,
In a world that could be one, in perfect harmony.
Why does spite dictate the course we chart,
In matters of the soul, tearing us apart?
Feel the bitterness, the anger, the strife,
In the tumultuous journey of human life.
Wars, like thunder, roar through the land,
Feel the tremors, the chaos, the sand.
In the midst of destruction, find the cries,
A symphony of despair, under darkened skies.
Love, faith, and hope, fragile yet strong,
Feel their power, like a timeless song.
In the face of adversity, they endure,
A sanctuary of light, serene and pure.
So as the poem unfolds, a tapestry so wide,
A canvas of emotions, where tears do hide.
In a world of questions, let emotions bloom,
In the vast expanse of our shared room.
-Shadow 🖤🔥
Love Your Fellow Travelers 🧳 On This Journey We Call Life
