Poetry and Art

The Cruelty of Life

Why does life throw such horror, such pain?
Why doesn't it care about the tears we cry
And the pain we try to hide?
Does it feel no remorse for the lives it takes
And the hearts it breaks?
Does it not care enough to spare more lives than that which it rips away?!
Can it not use its foul sense of humor just once?!
Just once not break a heart.
Just once give us a chance to say goodbye.
Just once...
Not tear a family apart.

Why? What am I doing with my life?