Mysteries Of The World Poem by Cm' Montepio

I wonder why some of the poor getting poorer?
While some of the rich getting richer?

I wonder how some of the poor became rich?
And how some of the rich became poor?

I wonder how some of the slaves became master?
And how some of the kings became nothing?

I wonder how the wind blows, back and forth,
from south to north?
And how I wonder why I can't see it
but then I can feel it?

I wonder why cats chase rats?
And why dogs hate cats?


I wonder how the trees grow?
And how it stands tall to the soil?

I why some people are black?
And why some people are white?

I wonder why some people are tall?
And some are small?

Why some are fat?
While some are skinny?

I wonder how the river runs to the sea?
While the sea was never been full?

I wonder why the grave and the barren womb,
aren't satisfied?

I wonder why ants work hard to store food?
And how the locusts march like an army?

I wonder why lions are called as the king of the jungle?
And how high can a bird fly?

I wonder why some people fall in love?
While some people just simply lust?
I wonder why some people
Aren't satisfied with what they have?

I wonder why some are good?
And some are bad?

I wonder why some people are in love?
While some people hate?

Why some are humble?
While some are boastful?

Why some people war?
While some people is in peace?

Why some people are mad?
While some people can try to understand?

There are still many to mention.
Yet, I think only God can answer my question.