I live a life so empty,
such a waste of human space.
Boring, dull, petty, worthless,
and no one to embrace.
But cancer took my father.
Made a widow of his wife.
He is loved and dearly missed,
was it fair to take his life?
I daily live with much guilt,
Is it fair? I disagree.
So unjust that he is gone,
Would be more fair if it were me.
J.A.Scott
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