Why Poem by Courtney Steele

MAN HOW COULD I & WHY DO I DREAM ABOUT THOES THINGS THAT ARE NOT MANIFEST?

HOW DO I GO THORUGH HELL EACH DAY & STILL REFER TO MY LIFE AS BLESSED?

WHY DO I WAKE UP EACH MORNING THINKING OF SOMETHING TO EAT?

WHY DO I SEEK TO SAVE THE WORLD FOR OTHERS TO ONLY COMPETE?

WHY DO I LOVE HIM LIKE THIS?

WHY DO I SEEK TO TAKE HIM IN?

WHY CAN I SEE HIM AS MY MAN BUT NOT ACCEPT HIM AS A FRIEND?

WHY DOES THE SUN GENERATE LIGHT?

WHY DOES THE MOON CREATE DARKNESS?

WHY DO THE POOR SUFFER WHILE THE RICH HARVEST?

WHY ARE THEY DYING?

WHY AM I ALIVE?

WHY DO SOME REMAIN BUT DOESN'T SURVIVE?

WHY IS MY PRIDE SO MIGHTY?

WHY DO I NEED TO BE SO STRONG?

WHY CAN'T WE LET GO & WE CONTINUE TO HOLD ON?

WHY AM I DARK?

WHY ARE THEY LIGHT?

WHY AM I BLACK?

WHY ARE THEY WHITE?

WHY THIS?

WHY THAT?

WHAT HAPPENS AFTER YOU HAVE ANSWERED ALL OF THAT?