Astonishing that we should live at all.

To fulminate against the hands of fate
To vent our anger on  beloved friends
Will not repair our ills and our mistakes
But may bring friendships to  a bitter end.
For who are we to know what is the best?
Who are we to choose when loved ones die?
And  do not think this is a needed test.
As if on us God wastes his time to spy.
Once  we were a joining of two cells
The lively sperm, a salmon riding high.
The egg awaiting without  need for bells
Is fertilised and grows that which  shall die.

Astonishing that we should live at all.
Unsurprising, that a loved one falls.

Yet rot

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Exhibiting their humility and pride
The trees stand tall, the branches float relaxed
The buds look full, they open,coloured, shy.

Nature unfolds slowly.does not “try”
Takes its needs, field lilies pay no tax
Exhibiting thus humility and pride

We find our place, our gifts are not denied
The holy candles glow above their wax
The buds look full, they open,coloured, shy.

Society is liberal.what a lie!
Who whacks the homeless and the poor,oh, tact
Exhibiting their blindness and faux pride

Jesus did not speak when he was tried
God was blamed when nazis tortured,racked
Still the full buds opened,coloured, why?

.Europe struggles on from its last Wreck
We ruined half the world, oh nuclear smack.
Exhibiting dumb humility and pride
The fruits look ripe yet rot before my eyes