Why God

When someone near to you dies, Feels like our time, life, is stopped. But memories with them nowhere flies, At least your ideas need to be dropped. What's your anger? What's your ego? Forget everything and let them go! What's your softness? What's your fun? Slowly, slowly, your memories get burn. Time is the greatest villain in this world, Stops for no one, and never it ends. Why we keep aging, asking, Oh my lord! Or don't give emotions like envy and friends. Somewhere or the other, I'm going to die too, Then why you send me to this world, my God! To show that what's your creation could do, Or just to have fun with emotions, why God?