Why?
How?
These are questions with no answers.
I stood outside
and looked to the sky.
I pleaded for an answer,
but all I got was silence.
Was this a part of a bigger plan?
Did you knowingly forsake these innocent people?
Were you watching when they fell?
The clouds didn’t part.
No sign fell from the sky.
Nary a whisper on the wind was heard.
I listened,
but the silence was deafening.
I question your existence.
I wonder if you’re real.
And yet you remain silent.
©2017 Brooke Lee
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