Why?

Why

By June Druce

God works in a mysterious way

I Often wonder why?

He lends life it seems for such a short while

Why do babies die?

Why do people suffer so?

Why are they blind and maimed?

I’m sure some time, somewhere, someplace

It will all be explained.

Why can’t animals stay in the fields?

We don’t need meat to survive.

Why kill the whale he’s gentle enough

Oh man please leave them alive

Why beat the seal till he’s breathing no more

For women so greedy and vain

Do they need a fur coat round their shoulders for warmth

For their vanity they bring only pain.

Why kill the birds for their Cordon Bleu meals

And newly born calves sold as veal

Do they really like frogs legs, cruelly obtained

Do they really enjoy such a meal?

Why kill the elephant majestic and proud

The deer so gentle and shy

Do they need snakeskin bags and shoes of real hide?

Why let those animals die

Plastic & wool, & various things, we can use to keep ourselves warm

There’s food all around, better for health, without causing innocents harm

Why are there wars & men filled with hate,

why is there greed in their heart.

Why black & white can’t get on, when they’re all one in his sight?

Why do Muslims & Jews, Catholics & Protestants, fight?

Why the good die young and the evil grow old I’ll never understand

But, God in his wisdom has reason I know, the world is in his hands.

Copyright June Druce