Breath

Breath




Vast, spacious skies full of so much we do not know about. Dark, empty streets full of too much to deal with. Poverty, hunger, disease-DEATH. Why is there so much unused space, and not enough Earth? God had his reasons people say-Well, what is his reasoning behind unnecessary death? For every one birth, there must be at least ten thousand deaths. That does not seem to me like birth is such a joyous event. How can we take lives just to fill some selfish, self-fulfilled dream, where in the end everyone will eventually die!! I would rather die knowing someone lived, than to be born knowing--

Someone had to die!!




Written 11/11/1991