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This is another short one.Enjoy!

Why speaketh thou?
Do you have something worth saying?

Why claim innocense when none exist?
Folly is such an approach to life.

Why think of things that will never come to pass?
For surely this is the quickest path to madness.

Why write in windows, words that not even the stars cannot see?
No man can ever know another’s inner mind.

Why live with the lucid nightmares everyday?
Death only ends it for one, yet it continues for the world.

Why complain of things that cannot be changed?
Speaking thus, things may come to pass for right.

Why must we die?
Why must we live?…


©-2006 JB Thomas