Why?

I notice……..

A vision in the dark of night
She stands there in the street, alone
The world awash from nightlong rain

Lengthy dark hair plastered about her head
Body visually shivering, even as seen from here
Eyes locked down the dark road leading from town

Tears flowing down pale cheeks in torrents
What natures of tragedy hast befallen
What ills doth this poor child draw
And I still wonder…

Why?…

Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre December 3rd, 2007