To Life

 

We don’t know why people do what they do.

Or corporations pollute with impunity.

We don’t know why governments have war.

Or why the ozone hole gets wider as it has.

We don’t know why the loss of so much ice.

Or even an answer to the warming sky.

We wondered why some have so much wealth.

While multitudes stave for morsels of bread.

We don’t know when all of time shall end.

Or when and if it will begin once again.

Does it really matter when the end time comes.

Or does it seem the time is already here.

Should we believe nothing matters anymore?

Or would we care when all matter just dies.

It doesn’t matter why the universe is here.

It only matters to me that I came to be.

What matters is you have come into my life.

Or will only matter when finally we meet.

Then perhaps life will have meaning again.

Sheilah Say