I tried and I tried to figure it out.
The people were rotten, but the sun kept rising for them all.
Everyday at the same time.
On my quest to seek perfection I came to wonder…
Why?
Why does it keep shining?
It shines at no cost, the light is free…
Pondering on this thought, I guess there’s a purpose.
Does not our rays bounce back to the sun?
Do we not shine as well?
In all of this the sun still shines.
Every day it rises, falls in the sky then rises again.
It shines on the dumb…
It shines on the weak…
It even shines on the blind and deaf…
Even after drying up everything
The sun rises.
Life goes on…
The merciful sun.
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