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And why all this? 

I think about the beautiful flowers and ask why they have to bend in front of the storm so that their beauty will melt with mud
Or wither in the hot heat wave and their beauty be burned and broken 
Or the hands of the greedy picking them to enjoy their beauty for a short time and then throw them like waste 
Or the feet of indifference trample them and crush their beauty without sorry or remorse 
And the birds remain lonley and sad missing their beauty which they sang for it the most beautiful love's melodies 
And my thoughts continue asking without answer to the questions 
Why my lord all this agony and for what is the life of suffering never ends?  
Why even the beautiful flowers have to suffer in the game of great suffering was created by the whom enjoy the torture of the others and their pains without mercy or even compassion? 
The fate of its doomed destiny is sung by the birds with silent sorrow songs
As my thoughts remain uncertain and I can't answer them 
Why my God all this pains in the life of torment?
And why all this? 

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27/5/2018

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