Tonight the question is why

Tonight the question is why?

Tonight my heart aches, back breaks, shoulders shake
From the pain, weight, and sobs.

My mind hurts, as nothing works
Quite like it should.

Dark nights turn to days I know
But now bitter seeds are sowed
And the harvest seems to be the same.

I know I’m real small, and not tall
And I cant’ see all
Of his plans

But right now my empty hands, want to grasp
I want to lay down this happy mask
And weep and cry
And just ask why
Such a beautiful rose has to whither, bruise, and die.

---Aaron Duvall

Tonight a good friend died. She was one of the happiest human beings I know. I had never heard her complain in my life. She was never just good, never “ok”, she was always terrific, until she couldn’t say that anymore, and then it was a thumbs up and a salute. She was the best example of unconditional love that I had ever seen. Always good for a hug and a smile. I hope some day when I become a good Christian I can be one like Kim. I don’t think she would have complained about this. But tonight I’m not Kim. Kim Hawk is heaven, and I’m here …. Tonight …. Asking why.