Questioning Why Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Words are irrelevant now at this particular moment in
time, Tushar has gone on ahead of me into heaven, and
now is looking down upon earth.

His heart filled with a brotherly love for me his
friend, a mere poet whom he had an unconditional love
for in his loving open heart.

Life has now fallen apart, I cannot fathom how it
happened so quickly, how could he have gone from a
healthy, positive man teaching me, into the condition
he died from.

It shouldn't have happened like this, it should have
been me, not him, why is it that I'm still here and he
is no longer alive and with his family and friends,
continuing his intense research that is even now helping
millions of people.