Why?

Why do these things

happen all of the time?

In the end these problems

turn out to be mine.

Why do the best people

die at a young age? That

puts me into a rage.

People who are rotten

never seem to die, especially

the ones who steal, cheat, and

lie.

Babys are born and die without

a name. Nothing seems to be the

same.

People are killed for no reason at all.

Its too late when the police get the call.

Why do they let this go on? Even though

they know its wrong.

I may never get the answer to this question

of why. All I can do is mourn for those who die.

A/N Im back wow these weeks have been really crazy and i wont go into detail for you. Well this poem was origianly written for a little boy who died... well let me explain his mom put him into the car without a carseat and they wrecked and he broke his spine and "died". some how trhey brought him back to life. well im happy about all of that even though i didnt know him. I wrote this before the revived him

Thanks to all of my reviewers it means a lot to me.

Cat