So many questions
Orphaned
And lost
In this world
Which claims to know
Too much
So many questions
Quashed
in schools where
children are awarded
For answering
Not for asking...
So many questions
Looking for
Their raison-d'être
In dark alleys
Aflutter with doubts
And uncertainties.
So many questions
We are afraid
To ask ourselves
For the answers
Might not be the ones
We are looking for
Wow
ReplyDeleteThanks. I am glad you enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteLovely. Always enjoy your poetry. Somehow it hits the mark.
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