Parade Of Perplexity

Innocently I see the innocent

lost to a world cruel.

My eyes and fear cry dread;

they clash and they duel.

Reason leaves I’m impulsive

what is my purpose Lord?

I’ve questions my Dear Father

perplexing me as reward.

Why must frost bite beauty?

Why allow soil to give birth?

It’s because ever forward goes

a parade of death on earth.

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