• Why are we here?
    Why do we live?
    To go spread cheer?
    And hand out gifts?

    If you ask me I'll say
    "There is no reason"
    Beacause we fight everyday
    For money, power, or freedom

    Why do we fight?
    Why do we dispute?
    Why not take flight?
    And take advantage of our youth

    Why is someone always better?
    Or someones always worse?
    It doesn't really matter
    One day you'll both be under dirt

    Why am I still talking about the world today?
    I'll just end my poem now, go outside and play.