Why shall the sky fall?
Why shall the earth die?
Why should the water end their flow?
Why should the fire self ignite?
Why cant the all mighty pick out
Those who are worth and build an ark?
Why there shouldn’t there be a flood
Or a decided point of self destruction?
In silence, there I play the flute
Unaware of the consequence of our existence
Maybe the god has answers to this
Maybe the almighty just doesn’t show its presense
Why do we believe in the unknown?
Why do we keep faith in this element?
Why do we live to survive?
When you know there is only heaven to reside in.