This poem is inspired by the book Who Will Cry When You Die? by Robin S Sharma (https://www.goodreads.com/en/book/show/289029). The very title got me thinking about a lot of little things in life and it culminated in these few verses.
Why, do you think birds fly?
Why, do you think the leaves rustle?
Do you wonder why the sky is blue,
Or why the waves wash ashore the way they do?
Do you get time to pause and ponder,
Or stare into the wild blue yonder?
Why do you think the stars twinkle at night,
Or why man ever wanted to take flight?
If you wonder why the fishes can’t speak,
Or why birds don’t have a mouth but a beak!?
Have you the time to hear a solitary sigh!
Or have you ever thought…
Who will cry when you die?
© Rahul Sitaraman, 2023. All rights reserved. Views expressed are personal except where cited, and written without any malice or ill-intention. i can be reached at me@rahulsitaraman.info and rahulsitaraman@hotmail.com