Mary E. Lewter

(Chicago, Illinois)

Why - Poem by Mary E. Lewter

He lay upon his midnight bed
an old man now and nearly dead
His life he sees before his eyes
As it goes flying by the night
His sins he puts upon a shelf
To look at them, To find himself
Thoughts of past and present days
Upon this shelf these treasures lay
He wonders at the whys of life
Why he's lived and why he dies
If this is all there is of him
What comes next at life's long end?
Is there a God to send for him?
Or might a devil wait his end?
Then his eyes they close at last
To see no more his life is past.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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