5 questions and 5 miles

Why?
Why not?
Why can’t?
Why me?
Why again… why me?

Hit the nail on the mushroom head-
The grey & white (matter!) of a hapless soul
Hit on hard, hit on hard…
Hit on till the feelings are dead.

Scorch the heart and burn the head
Weakness for and of a reason
Do what would fetch in the rat race, mate-
Emotions sold for price of lead??

The clouds bring rain, the waters turn snow
Life does give a fair chance ‘round-
But crash boom bang… and turn the page-
What of worth, this use and throw?

The books of wisdom, lessons to preach
Of science, of reason, of numbers and figures
But where to find the measure of life…
Art of living who would teach!

It’s an art remember! A game supreme!
Nothing is what it is oh friend!
So near, yet so far, operate-
The meta-stable of real ‘n dream

No point to echo the questions inside
Of which no answers are borne in time
No use to feel the emotions mutate
Those drops of pain you strain to hide

The traffic of life on the greens and reds
Would leave you mate, and move across
No time to spare, no time to waste
No time to wait till the dream begets

No magic wish, no second chance
No given chance, no taken word
No questions asked, no answers given
The rains of life… the rhythm to dance

I lost the reason in my search for answers
To questions which do matter to none
And so I give a long last look… and turn-
Over the 5 mile road, of my dreams long gone…

The questions are dead, the pain I hide
No longer to show, no longer to plead
The letters slowly erase themselves…
Catalyzed in… the time- the tide.