Why Things Happen
Things don’t just happen
There’s a reason for it all.
A universal map exists
In which each of our paths fall.
Matter not that it took billions
Of years for mankind to form.
Each one of man’s millions
Has his idiosyncratic norms.
Whether there’s just one creator
Or an omnipotent, omniscient force,
Some day sooner or later
There’ll be union with this source.
Then why things happened the way
They did will be known, but too late
To change things where we had a say
Versus no choice about our fate.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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