Who, what, when, where -- my asking Why Poem
John Moore, a Getty Images photographer
Now I'm asking why
Who, what, when, and where
We're supposed to ask
Now I'm asking why
Why why do we make
Little babies cry
Child needs her mama
Why why do grown men
And younger boys grope
Women not secure
Who, what, when, and where
We're supposed to ask
Now I'm asking why
Why why is it smart
To mistreat the pets
Still they love you much
Why why there's no blush
Discriminate race
Religion ethnic
Who, what, when, and where
We're supposed to ask
Now I'm asking why
Why why folk forget
--Uncivilized-- to
Love one another
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- Poem Copyright, © 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- Photo from Yahoo, see link below photo
- I'm linked with Marian at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/06/unhappy-refrain.html
- We were encouraged to write an unhappy song using a vocaloid music app but I don't have one on my Galaxy 5 smart phone. I'm not sure one could sing this or not.
Labels: Personal-Challenge-2018, Poem, Real Toads, Songs, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 6/21/2018 11:06:00 PM
6 comments
6 Comments:
If only there was someone to ask. Somewhere to get the answers. But there isn't, we are only left with questions.
You have given voice to the senselessness of the times in which we live.. these questions are so on point. Thanks for this one, Jim.
Powerful questions, and ones we should all be asking
Right on Jim. Hopefully one day we will get answers
The question i can find no satisfying answer for, Jim. I resonate with your poem.
WHYYYYYYY indeed. Why?????
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