Why? (poem)

[Advent]

Do you know?
Must I explain?
The reason for
all this pain?
Truthfully
I do not know
But I can ponder
What makes it flow
The fire?
The lightning?
The thunder?
All frightening
But all of them
Very suitable
For a world we call
Truly beautiful

I should start
At the very beginning
Why we live?
Despite our sinning
Maybe
We have some direction
In our own
Little section
Perhaps
There is no hope for us
No need to make
Any fuss
I do, however
Have my own hopes
For I am not one
Who simply mopes

Love
Joy
Emotions we
Destroy
But all still
Ever present
Making life
Ever pleasant
How could we
Ever try?
To make nature
Ever cry?
It seems that we
Have much to learn
For our destiny
Still does yearn

When thinking of us
Great consumers
Surely animals
Have their rumours
I could never
Give them blame
For they at least
Have no shame
We are not
What we think we are
On the contrary
We are quite far
Sophistication?
Not quite
But delusion?
Very right

But things are not all
Dark and negative
For Humans can still
Always be positive
True, we are wrong
In our ways of thinking
But we are not
Simply sinking
The future yearns
For our fate
Though we might be
A little late
So I smile when I think
That we will be smart
But also, most importantly
Humanity will have a heart.

If this doesn't make sense to you, fair enough. If you do understand it, congratulations. I just really needed to write this down somewhere.

[Moco Loco]

Damn. I love the short simple lines and how many of them there are. I can never write more than a few lines.

[Advent]

Well, this time I was aiming to do a big poem, and I think I delivered.