looking around...

Tell me why
the moon plays peek-a boo,
the stars twinkle,
the seasons change,
but people care no more..

Tell me why
when we hear a cry,
we do not wipe the tear,
but shrug our shoulders
and walk away...

Tell me why
there are many old and weary,
wanting to die,
but it is the young ones that are nipped
without a chance to bloom...

Tell me why
the world is dark
though the sun is shining
there is blood everywhere
but none in people's heart

Tell me why
give me reasons
make me understand...
are we asking,
'who is my brother?'...