Bones of why

Like 2 Pin it 1Must man die
In the evening sun
By the fountain
Must man die
When the beautiful water
Touches his soft soul
Walking past the spring
A bird spy upon and
Towards his resting place
Where waterfall falls
Must man die
When the sun rises
Ay the music plays
Children play
A man must die the day
He left his shoes by the waterside
To say goodbye to the earth
Must man die, Lord
When the dying sun
The son of God
These waters whisper
Pebbles once rocks
Breath upon the water
O Lord, He is gone
As we remember the man
The man upon the earth
The earth upon the sea
Must man die
In these tears of life and death
Children play as if
None must ever die
Only to discover the bones
The bones of why -
Must man die

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Nothing about women.
No nothing; sorry my reader
at least not in this poem;
many poems I write of women
the abuse and prejudice
not in this poem.
Im enjoying the fruits of your poetry my friend brilliant write, death will be the day that we are truly alive ? keep up the good work i rate this ??
Oh you saw this one
well I fall in love with
Life
And my own death
So I ask why
Why
& therefore I appreciate you
today coming. By
Thank you James
For your thoughtful comment
Jai:))