The windA Poem by Deadbobsomething that has chased me for over 30 years.Why? asked the boy to the wnd as it tore through his life, laying waste to all the wind had no answer Why? asked the young man as the wind came in it's thunder and pain again, the wind quieted, for it had no answer Why? asked the old man as the wind came, again, killing all before it Because, said the wind, because. © 2010 DeadbobAuthor's Note
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