Why Be Sick?

How can we last long enough  to find out what has been?  Is it that we have changed,  or did change break our will?  When will we watch enough  to be aware we don't see?  Understanding is hard  —if we fail to foresee.  And why won't we beseech  if, instead, we refuse  just to have dignity —fighting our ignorance! If it were up to me,  all my knowledge I'd share.  For if there's one thing sure:  we only breathe by sowing.  We'll be sick if beseeching  is our ill way to thrive.  If we could just foresow  —we'd be certain we'd live!  And why won't we believe  there's some meaning in life?  The more knowing                                    —better feel! {base "mustard", by prodbyclassy}