Why We All Must Die Poem by Samantha Jaramillo

Why do songs get stuck inside my head?
Why do I read something I've already read?
Why do words seem easier to understand
But no one sees the hourglass sand?
Why is there such a thing as time
When all I see in the clock is rhyme?
Why is disease here today?
When did it have any sway?
Why do we let it rule our lives?
Why do we not let each other thrive?
Why is the sand coming down?
Why do I have to wear this flaming crown?
Because they said,
I must
There was no one left,
To trust
Why take my heart?
Why shoot the dart?
The world is not all bad
The girl's not just sad
But if you draw your bow
If you let it go
Let it fly true
Not a piece will be left of me
Of her, or me, or you.
So when you ask me why
When you are begging me to fly
I'll tell you in the end
Why we all must die