Why Must It Be So?

By Ms Ruchi Dedhia

If this is the world, why must it be so?

If this is how it transpires, why must it be so?

My love is not mine,

Has left and gone;

How could I express being forlorn?

If this is the world, why must it be so?

If this is how it transpires, why must it be so?

You may call this an alliance of joy or heartache,

They say love is a bond of a lifetime;

If it is lifelong then why does it change?

If this is the world, why must it be so?

If this is how it transpires, why must it be so?

No one have escaped the annihilation of a heart-break,

Still when someone knocks on the door of this pillaged home;

Does it hope to forget the law of ohm?

If this is the world, why must it be so?

If this is how it transpires, why must it be so?

She welcomed love with open arms,

And children to hold on to her hem;

If there's such propinquity, why is there such separation and condemn?

By Ms Ruchi Dedhia