Why Poem by Mustapha Muinah

Why dont we appreciate people while they are alive?
Why do we wait for death to snatch them before we appreciate them?
Why do we show our loved ones we love them after they have kick the bucket?
Why do we make the people we love feel unloved?
Why do we wait for this day to come before we say kind words about them?
Why do we shout, sob and wish we are there for them?
Why do we have to wait for the death of our loved ones when we know that we cant settle score in the grave?
Why do we celebrate the dead instead of appreciating the living?
Why dont we write love poems while the loved ones are still alive?
Why done we appreciate what we have until we lose them?