You Read Poems But I Have Questions
Who are you?
What do you think you are?
How did you come to be?
How do you know you know?
Why learn what you learn?
How do you claim you are right?
How real are you in this world?
I bother myself everyday
To interrogate into the above
Feeling I am here a mystery
A trinity of body, mind, soul
But a false unholy alliance
Material but one with claims
Claims to know what I don’t know
Living in a borrowed world
But with big projects to do
With feeble hands, limited mind
All I know for sure is that
In this cosmos I am a speck
What about you?
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