Every time you ask yourself why, you get more questions than answers.
why is never the ending, but why always has a way of bringing you back to the beginning.
Just when you think you have one answer complete, another why is laying right at your feet.
What seems so obvious and totally clear is a collage of viewpoints masked as truth.
Why is the sky blue and why is the ocean so cool and wet?
Why do some people love, while others find it so easy to hate?
It is a cacophony of discordant sounds designed to elevate our thinking;
yet, keep us in a state of confusion.
We may never know all the answers to why as long as we live and breathe, but isn’t that what makes life so much fun?
Debra has laid an emphasis on her poem ‘Why’ and has also added meaning to the word with the way she ends the poem on a twist as to why we can never know she made me wonder as I was looking for an answer to why a very creative guess
Thank you for your comment. I think you captured the twists and turns of why.