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The Reason Why
Asking the unanswerable 'why'
Is like seeking light in the dim,
Life and Death we can't deny
No reasons needed, so it seems.
That Fate does not come knocking,
Nor does Death have any manners
Is a daily truth we are all facing
For Life when lost is regained never.
When people walk like sitting ducks
Ready to be cut down for no cause
Then something of Why must be asked
And the Reason searched with no pause.
My simple question is the puzzle
Where came the bulk of ammunition?
The absence of the needed muzzle -
Are stricter laws on gun regulation!
poem
by
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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