"A Reason"

The truth is in the after-glow.

Is there a reason?

I don’t really know.



And, should the sun neglect to rise,

how do we carry on?



Yes, I see through their petty lies –



and, yes, it hurts so much.



There is no apparent reason.

I cannot touch



the edges of – no, must not go there.

Is there a reason?

I don’t know, but I know that

I simply can’t not care.