Questions Poem by Barry Middleton

children ask questions
but when we grow old
we have all the answers
or so I was told
but now I am old
and what I discover
mysteries still waiting
to reveal and uncover

I still do not know
why the sky is so blue
I still do not know
why love is untrue
I still do not know
why regrets endure
why all human illness
cannot find a cure

why is there hatred
and why must we kill
and what has become
of men of good will
why cannot humanity
silently bless
one race and one planet
no one to oppress