We always ask a question “Why?”
For all the tears we cry;
Why our loved ones die
Causing a lot of pain and dismay.

None can count the wounding stabs of pain
As they leave in hearts unforgettable stain;
From the bottom of a broken heart
With all the empty chasm ever depart.

We know we walk on slippery wall
Any time there can come our fall;
Only God knows, why this world, we leave
Just to enter His eternal tapestry weave.

When someone dies, our souls are hurting,
At times dark fears are lurking;
Therefore we shouldn’t ask “Why?” but wait
And we all can meet at His glorious gate.