Why, Sir?

[Spikerider]

I SEE TWO SEPERATE POEMS HERE, THE 1st paragraph seems to long for youth & to RELIVE LIFE,.... the last half seems to point out the pointless points of a lifetime
.... Id enjoy seeing this split in two & getting additions to both ;-)

A pretty penny I would pay
If again I could be young
To have my life cast ahead of me
And have my head still dumb
For I've seen troubles, few, though great
And, I, becoming all the wiser!
Have reckoned more than once or twice
That it ain't a use to ask for "how?"
Or even bother with the "why, sir? 's"
Because this task called living
Comes not with map or manual.
In short, we are born to a cold world
To figure out, make do, get trampled
And just as fast, when luck changes
Night falls, compelling us to turn home---
As poor and helpless as ever.