restles evening

Who is right?
I’ve been thinking
Of all the happenings
People made opinions about
What is right like?
People make schedules
Because there is someone
Who feels more righteous than others?
Do we know or do we think
That all our education
And all that our ancestry taught us
Is the perfect way to live?
Who are we?
Just Homo sapient, theoretically
Does or will any so called human
Ever know to prove
The higher power who or what
Created this world or what its destiny will be?
We are so used to organized orders
Where does feelings and emotions fit in?
Why do we have any?
The so called primitive living was
Closer to Creator
No matter how we labeled it
Or if we have a religious opinion or not
We never know the truth.
To fit in the society we live
We are not suppose to think different.
We have only one time to live
Why are we creating
All the opinions
We just assume to be right?
Who knows what the absolute right is?
We all trip some time or other
Life’s road isn’t without falls in the way
Every one of us has a soul
How do we know
Where is the difference how you feel
Or how I feel?
It’s easy to judge
But it is hard to live
By who’s order?
God’s mind is a mystery to us,
That is if we believe He is the most
But who can prove it
In today’s perception
Mostly electronically
Why do we have to be so judgmental?
In a time we don’t know
That we will have more off for ourselves?
I am not pointing at any particular happening
Just, I am deep in dusting my own soul
Where am I wrong?