They say love has no face- so how can love be blind?
I heard failures make for good success stories, but how if I'm afraid to fall
better yet fly?
I know we are made up of matter from the universe like the cosmos, galaxy and stars, but why can't
I shine and shoot across the sky?
Good triumphs evil, but I still am a skeptic
If this is so
why is my world so corrupt and hectic?
I know that if you speak it into existence, it will eventually become yours
so why is it what I ask for..
I've never seen it knock at my
door?
Its factual that we all are blessed  with the breath
of life
But why are we also cursed with the kiss of death?
We think we see all, but what all exist ?
I want to know the meaning of life and what's the purpose
I want to know why there's more questions than answers
On my life-long list.