Why?

He journeyed far on callused foot

Searching for the question: Why?

He found mans basic primordial root

Was nothing more than live and die

Still empty from the journeys quest

“There must be more”, he said

I’ll put the maker to the grandest test

Are good and evil live or dead?

His journey continues, slower now

Good and evil matter not

Its only toil and sweat of brow

He drew as his living lot

The journey ended as it began

The search for the question:  Why?

For all the stars and the grains of sand

Man only lives and dies

©5/18/07Terry Sutherland

Sans Peur

Terry

Awarded 20 May 2007