We might have a chance

Why does the heart battle, with the logics of the mind?
when would we be able to settle, the chaos of our time!
Why is the life so demanding, as if our needs are always pending?
while what we have is not ours and with nothing will we be ascending!

Why is the peace missing, from all of our aims?
While whatever we do is preset, like water from the cloud rains!
Why do we care what others think about us?
when the almighty god himself resides within us!

Where is that nature, that is our true mother?
As lifeform we had evolved, we know certainly from her!
while we have managed to remember her in agendas,
In true sense they are only beautifying our verandas!

We are becoming more confused, while thinking we are evolving,
Our kind is actually moving towards the ending!
When we answer the questions, the right way it's asked,
Then someday my friends, we might have a chance!!