Why Ask Why

Why Ask Why

I ask you many questions,
when I pray,
through out the day.
For my heart, and mind,
weigh most heavily.
This was the answer,
he gave to me.
My child,
Why, ask Why?
Why do people,
do such things?
Why do you allow,
sickness, and disease?
Why do you let
these wars begin?
This was the answer,
he gave to me.
My child,
Why, ask Why?
To enjoy sweetness,
you must taste, the sour.
To see goodness,
in people,
you must also
see the bad.
To see the light,
you must also
experience the dark.
For all these things,
great and small,
you can’t begin to understand.
As it was written,
within my plan.
As he says to me,
My child,
Why, ask Why.

Copyright 2007 Carla Faye Cox