What We See

Can we believe in our eyes when we see?
Is there a reason to understand for us to be?
Being can act like experience, and thoughts will dither,
Implying safe contracts and wise descriptions.
The understood men have a question to ask
And that is: Why do we live and then not?
As they are honoured by their own learning,
It frightens, the answer scares and breeds fear.
One is fearless and knows that death will accompany us
To the after-life, as a religion states, as people relate
And how children imagine.

poem by Naveed Akram
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