Why

I have wondered far to long
why do things  we know is wrong

Like when we see somebody cry
why  we don't stop and ask them why

Some one may need us today
we can't just turn and walk away

we have to stop and lend a hand
and try to help them understand

That life will not always be  fair
 let them know that we'll be there

and other things that bother me
things that we should never see

To hit a child without a cause
the parent just has to pause

and try to find some other way
to work their anger out that day

And some folks seem to be amused
to watch an animal being abused

Hearts will break and tears will fall
 Please let us try to  help them all
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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March 26, 2016 at 10:01 PM
awesome poem, Oma.. LINDA
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October 13, 2008 at 11:18 PM
Dear Oma. Delighted to hear from you again. Long time no see. This "Why" poem is great. Yours. Norman.
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