I wonder, I ask many questions
I wonder about occasions
And if this will lead me to fall
It be from the pinnacle
Let it be my accusation
My utter rebellion
A like worthy, I believe.
A life commendable to live
Is possible only if,
I have a question to give
This questioning has that chance
If I allow a creative disturbance
And if this lead my story short
Let it provoke with out comfort,
Let it be my only payment
My own indictment
This life never less
Is reserve, I guess
For those who can offer,
A time to ask and wonder,
No matter what the ending,
Be it pain, torture or suffering.