Why do you run O little mouse
Your miniature paws will soon give out
Your fate will be sealed
Your flesh will be severed
And yet, you keep on running
Why?

Why do you eat O little mouse
The hunter is rapt in his chase
Your rations so small
Your breaths temporary
And yet, you keep on eating
Why?

Why do you squeak O little mouse
A cry of joy erupts from your soul
Yet in just seconds you will expire
Your song will be chanted no more
And yet, you keep on squeaking
Why?

Why do you live O little mouse
For your life is lived to die
To fight is fruitless
To stand up is futile
And yet, you keep on living
Why?