'' Why '' Poem by Bri Mar

It’s a word we use,
Yes often abuse,
It clouds our views,
Truth or lie.

Someone will say,
Each and every day,
To God I will pray,
Then cry.

A simple task,
The truth it will mask,
That’s when they’ll ask,
Or deny.

Good or bad,
It can drive you mad,
Make you happy or sad,
Please retry.

It’s in our face,
Setting the pace,
The answers we chase,
Then apply.

Are they true?
Will it cause ado?
It’s nothing new,
Just sigh.

It’s never ending,
Can be mind bending,
The message it’s sending,
You defy.

It offers a solution,
Can cause disillusion,
With no resolution,
Don’t comply.

It cuts like a knife,
Injustice is rife,
The bane of our life,

‘’ Why ‘’