My Custom Poem by SirLalianMwittah Nyalali

MY CUSTOM

Why do we do what we do?
I looked on the small mirror
To see I if I gonna see what we do
Imperfection goes forth
No means of understanding what we see.

Why do we do what we do?
We do irrelevant of what we think
We do what we think reality
One's behaves is what we do
If so, where does reality reside?

Why do we do what we do?
Reality lies in the concrete world of objects
Reality resides not in the concrete objects we see
Reality resides in the ideal, abstract forms an object represents
If so, where does reality reside?

Why do we do what we do?
We do what we do for seeking reality
What do people do?
And why do they do?
They do see other people do
Then where does reality reside?
Reality resides on those who see what they do
No means of understanding what we see.