Prerogative Poem by Menkato V Awomi

Life depends surmises.

What drives the star without making a sound? why don't the crush when they spin around?

What holds me up when the world's upside down?

Who tells the ocean where to stop on the sand?

What keeps the water back from drowning the land?

Who make these rules?




Who shows the bird how to make a good nest?

How can they fly so far without a rest?

Why do bird go south and not west?

Who tell them all these?



What makes a seed so tiny and dry?

How do they burst into green and grow up so high?

How does a spring make a brook? and

How do a brook make a stream?

Who puts salt into water when it gets into the sea?

Who fiat all these?

Queer.