The Unanswered

Why do we act so selfishly, as a whole population?

What makes me so much better than you? Him? Her?

Do the rules not apply to the ones who are above law?

Is there an above the law?

Why can cops break laws that we get punished for?

Is there really a heaven? A hell? An in-between?

Will we know where we are when we die?

Who we are?

Who are we?

Is there reincarnation?

The infinite cycle of life and death.

Is it just over, when it’s all said and done?

Should we live life where we are now?

Or simply plan ahead and hope there is something to hope for?

Is there hope for a better tomorrow?

Does the future hold all the hopes and dreams we wish for?

Why do we pray for things so unreachable?

As children we wished and hope to be adults;

So that all our dreams could come true.

Have our dreams really come true?

Do we just accept the life we live, on principle?

Do we do what we do, because it is what we think we are supposed to do?

Shouldn’t we live to love life, not just accept it?

Like reincarnation we are stuck in a never ending cycle of joy, happiness, pain and
suffering.

Will there be an ultimate time, where nothing goes wrong?

Everything just seems perfect, for maybe a minute.

What is a minute though?

Who decided?

What is time? Is it possible to live without it?

Why are we categorized by years lived?

Aren’t I just as smart as someone twice my age?

Why am I judged based on my age?

Just because I’m nineteen doesn’t mean I don’t know what I am doing.

I make choices like him, and her.

I am forever changing, while constantly staying the same.

I know how to love, to be loved and give it.

I have seen and felt pain, death has looked me in the eyes.

But still I am too young to understand.

Too young, much too young.

What is too young?

Without error, will we ever learn?

Is there a heaven? A hell? An in-between?

Will I see the daylight of the next day?

What is tomorrow, but the hopes and dreams of children?

Children have it all, no responsibility

No bills, they just live for the moment.

What is a moment?

How do we categorize time that is well spent?

Is it the same as wasted time?

Shouldn’t there be a double standard?

Why are the good times, just like the bad times?

Shouldn’t pain and unhappiness be categorized differently?

Today there is more suffering than there is happiness.

Why is there so much hunger and wasted food in the world?

Why do people not care, when the problem is not in front of their eyes?

Shouldn’t we stand up to fight this war?

This war on hunger, pain and suffering?

Too much pain, too much suffering.

Is there a heaven? A hell? An in-between?

Why don’t we all work together to find happiness?

The happiness we all yearn for.

Is the hope and dream of happiness,

Too much, too hard to come true?

Isn’t it possible to have it all?

Do we have to cheat to make our dreams come true?

Are my dreams better than yours? Hers? His?

Am I above the laws of happiness?

Can I be?

Who decides?

Too confusing, much too confusing.

Why can cops break the laws we get punished for?

Is there an above the law?

Do the rules not apply to the ones who are above the law?

What makes me so much better than you? Him? Her?

Why do we act so selfishly, as a whole population?

Why are there so many questions?

When there are so few answers?

This is for all the unanswered.

Copyright 2009, Jillian Webber