MY WHY’S VARY
God my why’s vary,
depending on what’s
going on in my gut.
But what about your
why’s? What are your
why’s shot back at us?
The content and the
quality of our dialogues
rarely sound like Job?
Yet there are nights
I ask, “Why am I still
alive and why, “Oh why?”
I know that goes back
to the day I heard that the
shortest poem was, “I / Why?”
And I responded well I’ll
write the second shortest
poem. It’s “You / Who.”
Yet I still scream, “God, you
must have taken down at least
one tyrant, well why not again.?”
“Why not give the children
in shell shocked Syria a
month of peace? A month!”
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2016
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