Have you ever wonder why things change?
Why minutes are minutes,
or why hours are hours?
Have you ever wondered?
Why times don’t pass when you are staring at the clock,
Or why there is one key that fits one lock?
Have you ever wonder how things could be one way one minute?
And something different the next?
Why do things make you wonder?
make you scared,
or make you ponder?
Have you ever wondered why life is good to some?
And bad to others?
Have you ever wonder why people ask why?
Have you ever wonder why people die?
Have you ever wondered why things were made?
Have you ever wondered,
why there has to be a loser and a winner?
Or why some children have to suffer,
And go to bed without any dinner?
Have you ever wondered why things must come to an end?
Or why life may or may not be full of bliss,
But have you ever wonder,
why I am writing this?






Date: 09/05/'09
Time: 13: 45
Some sources inscribed.

Mahfooz Ali

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/font-color-black-b-why-i-am-writing-this/