I wish I could be a student of life.
I would ask it questions about why we survive and why we died.
Who gave us brains, not food, but minds.
Where do the real answers lie?
I don’t care much for war or death!
I could be happy sitting on a rooftop or near River!
So why does this reality seem less important,
What are we fighting over?
What are we moving towards?
What I am thinking!