I Question Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I question.
With few exceptions I will question.
And inspect that which I select,
To understand and comprehend...
What I seek answered,
Now and then.

I question.
Nearly everyday,
Something that comes my way...
To attract my curiosity.
And leaving this dismissed to forget,
May have some perceive me as being naive.

But I live my life to question,
That which I might misunderstand.
I don't misquote or take notes from those,
Who perceive I should believe,
A point of view that does not connect.
Or left to accept the unknown I am shown.
If it is 'there' I want to be more aware of it.
What it means and how it benefits.

Therefore I question...
To learn.
I just don't accept to have it perceived,
I arrived to obtain knowledge,
From someone who donated it as a volunteer.
I question until a clear connection has been made.