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Why?
There are days when the cry of my heart is
why?
The why of life ..
it just is.
Today again I asked the question
while out walking
with our crazy, nearly new, sweet
Rosie dog.
she zigged and zagged and tripped me up
her nose was here and there and everywhere
her fear of all things new
her dog antenna on high alert
while walking I happened upon a moment
a moment in time that begs the question
why?
from quite the oppostie side of life
came a homeless man.
he stopped by a tree
our meeting was not amicable
it was full of lust and sex
why?
I found the feminist in me rising up and out
Why is it that men think women want to experience their nether regions?
what is it that makes a man think he can just expose that of himself to
just any woman
to me?
why would , just any woman want to see that part of you?
Why?
Why do women have to carry such heavy loads?
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