Poem: CF (A Very, VERY Old Poem)

I want to know
I want to understand
Why is blue a color
And why does evil exist
Why do bad things happen
To good people?
Why do we lose our hearts?
Why do some live long
And prosper…
While others must battle
Their own bodies.
It’s not fair.
It’s not just.
It’s not right…
I know there’s a plan…
But why does it have to be this way?

http://www.thebreathingroom.org/py/py_sj01_cfxxxx

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Posted on 2011/06/08, in Old Poetry, Poetry, Published Elsewhere and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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