Why?

A Poem by SecretsWithin

This is a poem I wrote to get my feelings out about my grandmother. She really loves butterflies and everyone in my family does too. So yeah.

Happiness through the darkest shadows
A smile that can light up a thousand butterfly wings
Why?

Why take away life?
Why take away sanity?
88 years of life
88 years of love
88 years of happiness
A few weeks to live
Why?

Something so true to earth
Something so true to people
Lives saved,
But hers taken away.
True to your heart
True to your soul
True to every being in yourself
Why?

Butterflies flittering around
Listening, helping, saving.
Butterflies being graceful,
Thoughtful, delicate, strong.
Butterflies keeping the secrets of everyone around you,
Keeping the insecurities, keeping the dreams.
Butterflies disappearing...
Why?

So why?
Why is a life taken, when it it deserves to stay?
Why are butterflies, that flitter and control, disappearing?
Why so the world so cruel?
Why?
88 years of life
88 years of love
88 years of happiness
A few weeks to live.
Why?

© 2014 SecretsWithin

Author's Note

What do you think of the poem? Good? Bad? Terrible? I'm all ears. Or eyes...idk.

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Ryan Henderson

Very good poem. I too have wondered about 'why is a life taken when it deserves to stay?' There are too many philosophies on this topic to recite, but my own philosophy is that the world is cruel, like you stated in your poem. The world is very cruel, when you think about it. Drivers of taxis, for example charge money just to drive you places, doctors charge you money to save your life, countries charge each other money to give things to each other. Etcetera, etcetera. The world, in my opinion, would be (in theory) better off without money. The world revolves around money, it is all about getting it, getting more of it, and using it for power. The world is cruel because people charge money for everyday things that should come off as just 'good deads' so to speak. Very nice poem. :)