Who am I to question why
What happens, when and how
To whom, whereabout
It’s all a big, yet simple maths
With as many variables
As many hats
Who am I to question why
A butterfly flaps in the west
Creating a terrible tempest
A persons’ poison is anothers’ wine
Some like shade, some sunshine
Who am I to question why
Some act in the name of God,
Some do not believe Him at all
Sometimes event occurs so,
“Oh my God”, atheists go.
Who am I to question why
For all I know is this one thing
Live your life and merrily sing
The song that you are made of
Be it off-tune, be it right chord
In the grand old equation of hats
Some rise, some fall flat
Some win, some lose out
Some race ahead, some crawl about
In the end, it all evens out.
Who am I to question why
Live, let live, do and die.
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