Why Is Life? Poem by djabir yaya

Why some poeple can't understand what is life?
I am a help man.
I wonder how people suffer for life because they think is forever.
I hear about crime.
I see an imaginary or actual sight of a crime.
I want a desire.
I am a help man.
I pretend like a dumb.
I feel like people are comitting crime anytime.
I am worry about a poor people, because they don't know a lot about a crimes.
I'm not a lier.
I cry so badly to help anyone who's sad.
I am a help man.
I understand how racism in america is very bad for immigrant.
I swear to god, if I am the president and I have iman I couldn't do something bad at all, because is so sad.
I dream that my mother had told me not to do something bad.
I try if I could change my self from being bad.
I hope everybody would understand that life is not forever, so don't do something bad.
I am a help man.

My email is yayadjabir@yahoo.com