I wish I knew
The Why
Some answer for my pain might do
Then I might not cry
But I am not omnicient
Often I cannot understand
For I am not a soul suffcient
The pouring hourglass of sand
Counts the time I do not know
My life is at times so empty
At times so filled with blessing snow
Confusion and perspective
In this frustrating back alley end
The parties all respective
Of nothing seen around the bend

01/16/2003

Posted on 01/17/2003
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