In this life that I live,
With each day that goes by,
My most frequent utterance:
Invariably, 'why?'

In this life that I live,
As my passing draws nigh,
So much pain, so much sorrow,
Incredulously, 'why?'

In this life that I live,
When I finally die
My headstone will say,
What else: "No more 'whys'"