You ask why?
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Today you get up.
You open the door.
You walk on the streets.
You see people.
You see things.
You see old people.
You see kids.
You see stories.
You see earthquakes.
You see dirts.
Then you see cats and dogs.
You see, sometimes happy people.
And sometimes down people.
You see things happening.
You ask why.
You feel sad.
You can't help.
You ask why again.
You want to be happy.
You ask how.
You try hard.
And you're rejected.
You're laughed at.
For being so foolish.
Thinking you'd make a difference.
You then ask why again.
Why is this and that happening.
So, ok, you 're getting sick of this.
You are fed up with all that asking-why's.
So you start from the very beginning again.
Asking why.
However one different thing is.
You improved the way you ask why.
And you keep improving until death.
Now you ask happy why's.
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