Once again I reflect on this unresolved mystery with a contemplative sigh
Why I seek to do what I seek to do
Why do I hold this goal so dear to me, so true?
Why am I where I am right now
A question whose depth I just fail to gauge somehow
How will we do is a question frivolous and shallow
It can appease for the short term, but long term pains it doesn't mellow
An innocuous little one is the question When
If you answer it without why or what, you are in big trouble then
So there lies just one that really matters
Sometimes it breaks hearts, sometimes our concepts it shatters
The unanswered Why takes away the sheen from the what, the when, the how
But for those who have answered this question, I take a humbling bow.