I'm almost positive I heard them talking

Talking in their protective, yet complaining manner

They say, they only get to interact with the weak

They say, they're all too often held responsible for the bond between others

What's the matter with them?

They're the ones full of chemistry

They're the ones who can escape scott free

While I have to stay inside and act positive about it

Just once I'd like to not be in the middle of everything

I feel the world at
   times conspires to make true my
basic discontent.

There is a robot in my pocket,
it's smart enough to design rockets,
but just gives the forecast,
and knows all about my past,
it even works with no socket.

You are my prime,
Unique, indivisible even unconventional
mostly odd.
Sometimes irrational
Yet composite and complex
Never improper!
You are my constant.
A value unchangeable.
Uniform, and consistent.
Never have I found you average
Or mean.

Ask why ...

It is an almost unnoticed rivulet of enquiry
that can lead to a torrent of understanding.
an ember to ignite a vast blaze of discernment

Ask why ...

not a statement, not a command,
nor a suggestion, it is a bridge
spanning a chasm between what is and what could be

Ask why ...

it will stir up the cobwebs of complacency
**** at the known routine, lay naked hidden motives
habit and convention are shaken

Ask why ...

it forces excavation of purpose.
gets to the very marrow of impetus
it clarifies, it challenges, dismantles

Ask why ...

it insists on lighting the murky shadows
enquires, at the foundation of reason
it is the beginning of a quiet revolution