Why do some son’s repeat the sins of their fathers?
Why do some daughters copy their mother's mistakes?
How is it that some of us strive to end the world’s hunger?
While others are content to just let them eat cake.
Why do we forgive those who commit terrible crimes?
Yet persecute others for the slightest of things.
We complain about weather and the changing of seasons
Yet delight in the colors and beauty that it brings.
Why do we see each other by our faith or color?
When we all belong to the same human race.
Why do we praise an athlete for being a fast runner?
Yet scold those unable to pick up the pace.
We find contentment in complicated matters
But lose our composure at a simplistic task
Is it easier to hate than to love one another?
Why, is the question we all have to ask.