Why

Why didn't she cry why didn’t she make that noise just like the others why! Why!! Sobbed to the cadence of moo Howl! Howl!! Never came may be thy eyes could be tired maybe thy feet would still be lifted high maybe little ones never sleep on arrival the dawn never duck heated in black and brown the windy cold seize her stay lift! thy hand off thy shoulder old tales are for the marine why the calabash ought dripped along with the waters the day had gone while the sun remains we're of flesh refusing to becoming one part just a beam, never saw, miles from been a conqueror the turtle left without the shell essence of life watery down the hills.