Why is there life?
Why is there death?
Why are there tragedies?
Why are there feasts?
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A pregnancy of wisdom giving birth to life with two horns of diametrical contrasts. The poem is rendered in a simple, smooth flowing diction, imbued with rhetorical questions and imagery of contrasts.
Hi, Hilakshi, thanks for your wonderful response. I will find time to read some of your poems sometime. Thanks a lot.
Thanks, dear Thomas, for responding and relating this piece to another you can think of. I may find time to listen to Moody Blues's song. Thanks a lot.
Polar Opposites control us. These questions haunt us too.Marvelous thought.
Thanks, Tunji, for your very reflective response, giving assessment on the content. Really appreciated.