A Child Can Never Know Enough.

• Laura-victoria Bowman, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2010

Why must poetry always be crushing?
Why not rhyming, non-sensical words?
Why can't I live in eccentricity?
Why don't I soar high with the birds?

Why is a bell's tinkle not 'music'?
Why on earth is the sky way up high?
Why can't I swallow the milky way?
Why is very wet beer now called 'dry'?

Why do people sweat all of the small stuff?
Why can't the world be made of ice cream?
Why does curiousity get the better of me?
Why is it inside I can't scream?

Why do I ask why so much anyway?
Why is why now a question of why?
Why am I confusing myself now?
Why is 'Y' a letter, why?