It Makes Me Wonder

What if the world wasn’t really round,
And the moon was never found?
Would we fear the crushing fall,
Or even know of it at all?

What if yin was actually yang,
And that love, no great pang?
Could we still live with ourselves,
All emotion off the shelves?

What if happy equalled sad,
And the sufferers weren’t all mad?
Would we accept it our darkness,
And grace all them heartless?

What if sweet was weirdly sour,
Would life’s lemons then empower?
Could we swap dinner for dessert,
And our waistbands stay unhurt?

What if society had it wrong,
Does your beauty make you strong?
Would you dare to be unique,
And accept the dumped critique?

What if we understood all the pain,
Would it stop that death in vain?
Could we find a cure in reach,
And apply it, maybe teach?

What if amazing had no opposite,
Would all laughter be so passionate?
Could we accept the scars on others,
And love regardless of their covers?

What if Death had no friends,
Would the living want an end?
Could we escape the task of life,
Or is that just too much strife?

What if 2012 was the end,
Would you make a last amend?
Could you live happy today,
Knowing its limit and final days?

What if the sun forgot to rise,
Would the darkness scale the size?
Could we find an explanation,
Was it God or fate or bacon?

What if fiction was assumed fact,
Would truth become myth, compact?
Could we accept what we plainly see,
Without an official guarantee?

What if the world could just be honest,
Would we know to be modest?
We could ask, we could ponder,
Why does it all just make me wonder?

© Charlie 2011