Happening for a reason (poem)

They say it all happens
For a reason…
Excuse me for finding
The cynical humor
In this thought…
Thoughts cascade,
Persuade, invade
And encompass us
Into decisions…
I find it difficult to believe
Our parts have nothing to do
With consequences
Broken fences where
The horses were set free
To rummage and pillage
The farmer’s crops
Things happen for a reason
And with the turning of
The seasons, we make choices
Rippling out like small waves
In a pond affecting
It all, infecting
Rejecting the rational
Replacing it with the fickle
Layered on to explain
Poor choice away
Like some great divorce
From the truth…
It happens, accepting
But not understanding
Coming to terms
With a price too high
Its okay to find the anger
Within…its okay to question
Last time I checked
He has big shoulders
For that.