Friday, December 14, 2012

There is never a good answer to Why.

Why?  We always ask why.  There is no answer good enough.  There is no reasonable, rational reason for the events of this day.  I wrote this poem long ago for a friend whose infant grandchild died for no good reason.
emptiness unlike
100_4054any i have ever felt
when i doubt the god

to whom once i knelt
tomorrow is forever
coming if indeed

the day dawns at all
the once ideal and noble
thinking slowly fades

and then it does fall
reality is a void
escape all i know

i want to run hide
but where is there to go that
i will not still know

the answer comes but
oh so slow as shock subsides
i finally know

           on is the only way that I can go.

© Perle Champion  1972

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