Poetic Ammo (Cognizance)

Have you wondered "Why...
Is the sky so high and the desert dry?"
My friend, herein the answer lies...
So that birds could flap and fly
And camels sigh and fry...

Hey, nice poem, Dave. I wrote another piece to compliment yours. Hope you like it.

Yeah, I have sometimes wondered "Why...
Is the sky so high and the desert dry?"
I have also wondered "Why...?
About so many other things like "Why do we have to die?"
Sometimes I get tired of asking "Why...?
Because answers aren't clear- and that makes me sigh

But in my doubts, when I began to cry
When I turn to God, in his arms I lie
He puts things into perspective, He opens my eye
Then I realise that I'm just like a "small-fry"
But nevertheless a really precious guy
No matter where I am- low or high

But today I still find myself asking "Why...?
This is not a joke, nor a lie
To comprehend and understand it all - I still try
But answers right now I know will always lack in supply
I'll probably keep those questions till the day I die
When I meet my maker, when to the earth- "goodbye"