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  • Death

    Why

    Why do all these bad things happen to me and my family,
    I wish God would help me out and show me so i can see;
    Why does everybody die,
    Why do i always have to say goodbye;
    Why does everyone leave me- aunt,uncle,sister,cousins,
    I know we're not perfect, almost everybody has sins;
    I wish i could see them again,
    If only God and heaven's rules could bend;
    If only a better place God could send,
    So me and my family could live in;
    What's the reason of living if all we'll do is die,
    Then again, I'll have to say goodbye;
    I know in the back of my mind I'll see you in heaven,
    But for now all we're doing is pleading and begging;
    I know sooner or later i'll see your face,
    But i think about you everyday-just in case;
    I understand everybody has to go at different times,
    But i still have to wonder what and why's;
    You will always be in my heart forever,
    And i promise you- i will forget you never;
    I'm gonna say see you later right now- I'm not gonna say goodbye,
    Because if i do- I swear to you, I just might cry

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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