What For
What for,
you cry.
What is worth more,
life after or before you die.
The pain you feel,
the promise you never knew.
What is or not real,
not known but to a few.
Think of each time,
that there could be more.
When there is more than one kind,
as you ask what for.
Tell me, what for?
Each time you are
can you ask for more,
or think you are shooting star.
what for I wonder,
as you listen to the thunder.
why is this life for,
someday you will know what for.
@copyright 2012 george platt all rights reserved
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