An old-fashioned
sense of responsibility
is what the T.V.
detective called it
and in that instant
the man knew what was
missing from so much
he was experiencing
lately in relation to
the lives of, of all
things, old people
like himself, who had
been taught otherwise,
just the opposite,
in fact.
Why? Good question —
why. To the point,
succinct. One word.
“How” is science’s
bailiwick, good
question — how,
To the point,
succinct. One word.
“Why” is God’s
bailiwick,
but God
isn’t saying
so the man is left
with speculation.
He speculates —
fear. Of course
fear. Always fear.
Succinct. One word.
Fear.