Does it matter...?
By Boekhtiar
Does it matter...? Does it matter for me, If the sun rises from the West, Or if the stars disappear, From the Heaven above? Does it cheer me to have, The earth as my pillow, Or briars for my bed, In my morose slumber unending? Does it lament me to see, Others laughing, while I'm crying, Others rejoicing, while I'm contemplating, In my early adulthood of twilight? Does it matter to me, If all the praises that I've acquired, To be lost in the winter of change, Does it really matter...? By Boekhtiar (circa 1998) Written December 6th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 02:10 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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