Why Do We Question — Why Are We Here

Science

never answers

the primary

questions

it ponders

in circles

deck chairs

rearranged

Reciprocal

theorems

of self

aggrandizement 

indentured

to kingdoms 

where dilettantes

reign

 

Why

is there love

why

is there war

why 

are we human

why

do we grieve

Why

do we question

why 

is there joy

why

are there feelings

that

foster belief

 

Is 

consciousness

timeless

do thoughts ever die

is prescience

a quotient

does truth 

ever lie

Is looking

for answers

outside the true

realm

the act that 

betrays us

and damns us

— to hell

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

 

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