An evening...a suicide theme...and God and Pete...

'is getting back to life
And Life...
That much difficult?'
he Him asked...
One evening...
Hearing someone with brilliant acting skill
Committing a sin...
A suicide...
Feeling people in hordes
Actually embracing forcibly ...
death...
Violating His choice
And order
And
Harmony...
Everything...

'why?
Hey You!
God!
The omniscient...
The omnipotent...
Why?
What is this?
Why there is so much unpeace?'
he asked...
Him...
The Silent...
The Unborn...
The Eternal...

He said nothing...
He had nothing to say...
Saying is not always His ways...

However...
There was a cool breeze...
And a tune of
A common
Song...
Of Pete
Came
From someone's balcony...

Someone might there be playing a music player loud...

he passed by that balcony...
Slowing a bit...
Taking in old Pete's unforgettable
Universal number...

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