Poem
What's the use of making airplanes
when one day we'll fly ourselves?
Why do people travel far away
when life's one big adventure?
What's the use of complaining and whining
when nothing get's better that way?
Why do people save their money
when they won't spend them at all?
What's the use of making your bed
when you'll lie in it again?
Why do we keep working harder
when all we want is rest?
What's the use of life itself?
what's the use, we'll never now.