Questions
Why?
A question for which,
There's no answer surely,
I'd honestly hoped,
You'd've had one for me,
Save who or what, when or where,
Even how,
Or is it which?
It's escaped me 'til now,
I'll tell you,
As confidently as I can,
With as much enlightenment,
As can come from a man,
I have a solution,
Though you may not like it,
Definitive and thoughtful,
Though fulfilling, not likely,
To the inquiry looming,
The outlook seems bleak,
But a word is a bond,
Even if tongue-in-cheek,
To be true, there's no answer,
But please don't be piqued
For it isn't an answer,
But a question you seek.
Copyright © Braden Bordello | Year Posted 2023
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