Why! Poem by Za Italian Buffon

Why do humans betray?

Why do we cheat?

What is this perpetual need to lie?

When would I subside?

Just where can one find the real He?

LET ME COUNT THE WAYS.......

.. To reach a tender space ain't full of this selfish 'I'..

A place out of paradoxes in this foolish head..

Prithee! tell this wretched soul of mine.. to let go

And release it self to sanity, reason and time,

So may they relief what's left unbroken INSIDE.....