I always ask myself,why do we have to die?
I always ask myself ,why are we supposed to cry when our love one dies?
I always ask myself,why are we supposed to be buried when we are dead?
I always ask myself ,why do we buy new blankets to cover the coffin only when people die?
But we fail to buy them a blanket while they are still alive?
This is ridiculous!
Why do we claim to love them ,only when they are no more?
Why do we fake to love them ,only when they have no mouth to return our love back?
Why do we force conversation with them while they are silent?
Why do we do this to them huh?