Why?

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Who would stop flowers from blooming?

Who would contribute to the dying of trees?

Who would diminish the growing of food?

Who would stand by while bees die?

Who would use up gifts of the Divine 

so that no one who follows will experience the same?

I seek to know my name.

And I would ask:  "Why?" 

"Can you not see 

your wake of damage in this place 

that was once paradise,

this place that is paradise 

and will well be again?"

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Glinda Crawford, 2012

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