Why? Poem by jason elix balintona

Why, do people live and die?
we're living all these times we don't know why;
Why, do people make inventions?
well it all adds up to only one question

Why do cry, when somebody dies?
Why do we lie, when we wanna say the truth...

Why, do people worship the God's?
when all in all there is only ONE GOD;
Why, do people like to be someone?
when deep inside they're really someone else

Why do cry, when somebody dies?
Why do we lie, when we wanna say the truth...

Why, am i still writing this down?
for it won't be long untill we're all gone...