Uncontrollable Feelings

Why a blue sky?, why a green field? Why a white cloud?, or the need to feel? Feel the pain in the rain, hurt from another yet no blood stain. Why a crimson sky at night?, why a yellow sun shining so bright? Feel the warmth upon our skin, feel the warmth radiate within. Why a brown tree trunk?, or the colour of mud? Feel the aches as we make our body trudge. Why does anything happen to any of us? Why are some born rich?, why are some born with zilch. Feel the bitterness that overspills. We were all given free will, yet whatever happened to been born equal?