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Monday, 29 November 2010

Q and No A's

By D. Sugar

If man's made in G-d's image
Why is it He would choose
To make it all so painful
The life game we all lose?

We're not supposed to question G-d -
But rather blindly trust
That what He has in store for us
Is ultimately just.

He makes our entry to this world
Such cause for celebration
Why strip us of all dignity
When He times our termination?

The questions that we have
Concern the "How" and not the "When"
Cause after gaining stature in life -
Why exit as infants again.

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Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


An intriguing poem, D.. Makes me think about end-of-life issues, which I find many people shy away from, including my own family. They've only begun to let me talk about what to leave to whom--I guess that's a beginning to a dialogue.

I also ponder the question. I liked th poem and think it expressed your point of view perfectly.

the last line....picks at my heart. Alzheimer disease brings my husband closer to that state with each passing day.

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