When I look at the sky,
I wonder why,
What is the story,
Life?
Who made us,
Why?
What is the reason we are here,
Life serves what purpose,
Do we have certain lessons to learn?
Is that why suffering, pain, heartache exist in this world,
Why are people taken from this world early,
Don't get to live there life,
Some not even get to take a first breath,
Our loved ones taken from us,
Our kids taken before us,
Is it because they have nothing left to learn,
There tasks on earth are done,
Eternal peace is theirs,
Or do we go from this life to another.
Another lesson to learn,
And lesson to teach.
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