Asking Why

The killer buried the body in a lovely pastoral setting.
Later, winter snows came and covered the ground.
It’s pointless asking “why” such things happen.

Beneath the snow and ice, small green shoots
began to sprout up, and when the spring came,
the snow melted, and they grew tall and fragrant.

A passing animal spotted the shoots and nibbled
on them for a snack. Later, an eagle swooped down
and snatched the animal, and carried it back to its nest.

Young eagles fed on the animal carcass, grew strong,
and eventually matured until they would leave
their nest at last and fly off on their own.

Along a rural stretch of highway, a youthful squirrel
was caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
It’s pointless asking “why” such things happen.

One of the eagles who had earlier left the nest
spotted the squirrel carcass laying along the side
of the highway, and flew down to investigate.

While it inspected the dead animal for a possible meal,
the killer happened along that same stretch of road.
Distracted by the sight, he swerved over a cliff.

His car crashed down not far from where he had
buried the body. Then the snows came and covered
the wreck. We know by now it’s pointless asking “why”.

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