Let’s say u reasoned it out,
It just doesn’t make any sense to you.
You ask details but even the account of them,
remain perturbing-disturbing…
And you turned to the Lord for answers,
-swearing you ll make it work, at least you believed it when you said it.
Yet, something uncanny remains..
that itch you just can’t explain.
You believe it’s really nothing-damn it!
You know it’s not even worth your time or emotions.
But,
like a dog with a delight to find, you keep digging.
…following the trail-your nose picking up wafts and
like a fool you follow the fly to the grave.
Your bones will not even bother to rot in peace.
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