Why Poem by Cory Calder

So many things,

Make the question rise.

Like why evil brings,

Our tears and demise.

Why is there death,

And boiling hate?

It’s a waste of breath,

As we close in on our fate.

Why do we kill,

Why must we destroy?

Is it the thrill.

Like the world is a toy?

Why is there greed,

Why is there lust?

Its what we don’t need,

It destroys trust.

Why cant we share,

And get along?

Why not kill despair,

Or right the wrong?

What we need is love.

But when you read this,

You push and shove.

Calling it a dreamers bliss.