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A Second Opinion

A Second Opinion

 I won’t tell you
 these things happen for a reason
 and other cruel lies.

 I will tell you
 I’ve seen your feral cells under my microscope.
 Unlike you in every way
 their genes encode bald greed.
 One of you must go.

 I will tell you
 about tears you can’t spare.
 You will ask how terror
 restores harmony to the universe.
 A perverse counter-weight
 to immense good.
 A life lesson that takes life. 
 You will hate your new vocabulary:
 anorexia, intra-thecal, stochastic.
 You will say chance insults intelligence.

 In the end, if you still seek a reason
 I’ll hold your cool hand.
 I will tell you
 chance favors greed
 and greed serves only the greedy.
 Beautiful one,
 this life is a world apart
 from your generous heart.