Why?

Now, Mother Earth, its time to disclose
in verses instead of plain prose
with question galore
you sure know the score
you’re special, i know, cause it shows

If minds that inquire you are bright
you’re certainly doing all right
you poke, probe, and pry
and keep asking “why?“
until you’ve the answer in sight

Now I know it is not your time to retire
you’ve done quite a lot to admire
most of change could be said to the entire
but there’s still so much more to desire

-Encephalon

Just an unusual tought of minds

Special qualities,
make their mark upon the world,
we are..

Just for who and what I am,
the ways I allows others,
the world’s better place..

Through artistic eyes,
we see the world.

Bringing forth with such freedom,
talent..
Is it?