Question

    Where does all the light go
    when the moon blocks out the sun?
    

    Does it disappear from everywhere
    or just the world I'm on?

    

    Why do people need to fight
    let fear raise its ugly head?
    

    Did no one ever tuck them in
    or kiss and hug them before bed?

    Why do we want so much
    we have to push to pull ahead?

    When being in the moment
    is all we really have.

    How can we find the truth
    through all the lines we're fed?

    Do we deny the pack of lies
    or hide in fear instead?

    Who do we really question
    when the answers just won't come?

    Are we really seeking answers
    or just some hope from high above?

                    10/01/2017