Why
I am scared,
Totally confused
I fear the worst
Of the world this time.
Why did this happen?
Why oh why to him?
My sweet baby brother.
So young is he,
I cannot understand
Why this does happen.
While muscles may grow
And the heart beats harder,
Too hard, it beats.
Trouble has started.
I wish that this would end.
So young is he,
To put up with this life.
Too full of innocence.
Why all this strife,
Why my baby brother,
Whom I hold so dear?
Why does this hit so hard?
I am scared for him,
Though he may not understand.
I hide all this fear
Behind a mask at my home.
Why him Dear Lord?
Why the youngest of us?
Why the one whom hast been through the most?
Why do You seem
To hate us the most?
Why does it seem like life should fall?
What did he do to deserve this fate?
What did this little boy do to upset You?
Why God?
Why?
Copyright © Emma-Leigh Tyndall | Year Posted 2025
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