Why Is It ?

Warnings sent out all day,
about a virus that just may,
cause your 'puter to take a rest,
and yet, why is it?, you know the rest!

People all day sending hugs and love,
talking of angels from heaven above,
vote for my site, which is the BEST,
and yet, why is it?, you know the rest!

People being a mysterious kind,
playing games in their own mind,
having problems they don't like to admit,
they do nothing, but let them sit !

People worship, they love to pray
help others they always say,
so they mail warnings to all they know,
hiding the truth that it hurts to show.

Time and money, the main concern,
to doubt, not trust, is what you learn,
if something REAL comes along,
why is it?, BUT, you know the song!
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
September 5, 2000

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