Gone By

Nothing can stop death. It’s sudden and unexplainable.
Thousands of peoples dying
All their lives worth saving
By all different meanings

Never ready to leave
Never ready to say goodbye
All have gone by

Trying hard not to make you cry
While my days are going by
Please hear everyone's constant cries

We'll never know why
The answer is buried somewhere out there

From a dying child's eyes
Falls down the question why

By Lorraine Vaillancourt
Published: 3/19/2006		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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