Why are we born unable to fly
To feel the night sky
Why are we born with four limbs
But refuse to crawl

Why do we seek the light
When we are born from the dark
Why do we destroy
In order to create

Why do we sacrifice
Just to see
That the only thing we know
is we don't know anything at all

Surely
The day will be light
Darkness will be night
The wind will blow
While rivers flow
The sun will glow
As night creatures lay low
Why trouble incessantly
With what happens tomorrow
As long as earth remains earthly
All will come and go