How Could It Be?

How could it be?
when times aren't right,
that i shouldn't know,
why this wasn't life.

The problems
big problems.
Why were they there?
How could it happen?
Creating dispair.

Shouldn't it be known,
that this is wrong, this is right.
when accidents happen,
the system fights.

Find me tomorrow,
after the show.
The show of hard feelings,
The show of morose.

How could it be?
And why was it there?
At a place so stricken,
With trouble in the air.

If you ask me,
I wouldn't know.
It all fell down,
Like an ill-fated glow.

These problems,
big problems.
Happened so fast.
Towards people,
my people,
of present and past.

How could it be?
That i was to blame.
Nor malice, nor greed,
but still brought great shame.

Don't look much further,
for you will find out.
Why it occured,
and where about.

I am sorry,
please don't decree,
that i am a criminal,
a person not free.

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How Could it be? By er0k.

Nice piece, my friend......didn't know that you had such a creative side, but it's a pleasant surprise!

thanks, i guess thats what happens when someone becomes hardcore stressed/depressed. it brings out the good possibly. for some reason i was inspired. thanks for the feedback Al.

Very nice man...

Not bad @ all man, pretty dang creative

Very good !
reflect the current mood no ?

[glowpurple]Awesome.....for lack of a better word.....that's all I can say. Try to get published. You'd make it for sure.[/glowpurple]

o it reflects the m ood trust me, my life is on the brink of finished. not life/death, just my status/education/quality of life.