Why do the waves crash into the land,
When the land supports them?
Why does fire consume water,
When water swallows it whole when it drowns?
Why do men seek for peace,
When, in fact, they seek violence?
Why does the earth stays the way it is,
When it changes every mille-second?
Why do we want justice,
When we desire revenge?
Why do I question life,
When no one has the answers to them?
Why, oh why?
The mysteries of life�
Things I would never understand�
