Just An Answer To Why Poem by shona sengupta

Why can we not see beyond the sky?
Why is our world confined to a planet?
Why is the planet confined in a universe?
Why can the poor not see beyond poverty,
Why can the rich not see beyond wealth?
Why is it so difficult to let the sun shine a little while longer?
Why is rain a joy to the houses and sorrow to the streets,
Why can a mountain not reach beyond heights?
Why can black not be confused with white?
Why in the society is their a need of caste, standing and creed?
Why are most people indifferent to the call of one in need,
Why do they then preach elsewhere the necessity of good deeds?
Why does desire always cause sorrow?
Why is their ever a need to beg and borrow?
Why does pride always come before a fall?
Why does it not answer to command or call?
Why is life not like a coin, the side of which can always be turned,
Why is evil not like a heap of garbage, that which can always be burnt,
Why is it so difficult to make life the way we want it to be?
An answer to why will solve all the problems in a jiffy.