Leland Wright - Why?

Why do people kill each other for cash, just to live lavishly?
Why do scared people live life slowly, so blandly?
Why did those crack heads kill Marcy and Charlie?
And quite frankly, why aren’t people on par with me?

Is it because my knowledge is so fierce?
Is it because my mind begins where yours peaks at?
Is it because I read a book without a library clearance?
Or is it because my thoughts run so fast I ripped your floor mat?

Why is the question
The answer brings aggression
It might teach a few lessons
But will boggle the aggressor

Why did she…Aarin kill herself?
Didn’t she think what her family would have felt?
Shouldn’t have killed the light in self
But it’s not my place to judge oneself
When you put your life on a bookshelf
You’ll be too small to get it back like an elf
But I will pray for your family for emotional wealth
Prosperity, eternally, even if an infirmary is dealt
Even if you’re not svelte, you’ll have God’s belt
Protect you from feeling no more pain, salvaged your burnt heart
God discarded the devils darts, and told them “this is just the start”
Told Tiffany to continue her art, blessed the family who still felt dark

Why is the question, no one has the answer
There’s so many more things to ask, not enough glancers
I guess we are the only ones who care about saving strip dancers
I guess we are the only ones who care about finally curing all the cancers

Leland Wright

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