I wonder why!
I look into the sty and wonder why so many pigs, such limited supply?
I look up towards the sky
and wonder why is it that I cannot fly?
then I turn the pages of all written human lies
and realize: it's my knowledge that won't let me soar up high.
I gaze upon your eyes
and wonder why is it that I do not feel a tie?
then for a moment I let go of all mies and I's
and realize: it's the poison I am fed that won't let me your nigh.
I pay attention to the cries
and wonder why some have to with misery lifelong identify?
then I let go of all bounding regional racial ties
and realize: it is the same flag-waving that makes sure some while yet alive die.
I look into the sty
and wonder why so many pigs, such limited supply?
then their smell and filth quickly makes me realize:
it is the overvaluation of life, which makes all harmony and happiness possible in a pigs eye!
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