| Posted at 12:56 PM on June 12, 2009 |
Ever felt like no answer would ever be justified or correct and yet the question
“WHY?” is all you can think of?
It’s that time when water tastes no more than fluid down your gut.
At a loss; what on earth could be the reason? WHY?
The most logical question yet no response could ever be fulfilling.
All the mortal thinks of is, “that is life” just because that which has happened seems greater than the most brilliant of minds.
“That is life” A maze of uncertainties, a page of unrealities.
Why on earth did it happen to me? They tell you it is but for a season.
You can’t help it – all u think about is, what is the reason?
In a state of confusion, others in a rage unduly become wild. Why?
Tired of asking question why. WHY ! WHY! ! WHY? !!!
Grieved, hurt and rarely awed with joy, all we can say is why, knowing no answer will ever be perfect.
By Tsidi Sabblah.
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