Questioning one's thoughts is the basis of delusion in everyday life.

Why ,why not.....

The eternal question,always ,it has to be that way isn't it?

sometimes u are right ,sometimes wrong,

it goes on and on....

shaking one up to the core 

is there something more?

clarity in a moment strikes.

Yes, yes ,this is 

A choice or chance.

There goes on the eternal dance.

Life leading u to the door.

standing ,then wondering more

Dancing to the false or true lore.

who is to know?

Who is to know?

Wanting more and more....

Flipping and flopping to the door.

make merry , jump on to the ferry,

wandering on the shore,

 of the mind's trove, eternal question to the fore.

who is to know?

Who is to know?