Why is it
that I was born with the “why?”
And I really was
ask my mom
It’s in me, central to my life
Yet it irritates, frustrates
even angers
others
Don't they ask
why?
Why not?
The answer is so important
And must be evaluated,
Is it worth the action that follows?
But first comes the why
What is it, the reason behind
the action?
the feeling?
the knot in the stomach?
the outburst of anger?
the job move?
the educational pursuits?
the time spent doing ____?
the kiss?
the hug?
the fist?
the hit?
the escape?
the embrace?
the joy?
the pain?
the courage?
the endurance?
the persistence?
Why?
And why change?
Why grow?
Why love?
Why give?
Why serve?
Why risk?
Why live?
King Jesus
all my why's
somehow lead back to you
are related to you
You gave me this life -- Why?
1 comment:
Very nice Hun!
I'm very thankful that He made you a "why asker", you've helped me grow and change with that one small word and the motive behind it.
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