It Doesn't Matter Poem by Lily Ives

It Doesn't Matter



It doesn't matter if you're black or white,
Nor if you're skinny or fat.
It doesn't matter what you believe,
Nor what you feel.
It doesn't matter if you're healthy or sick,
Nor if you're poor or rich.
It doesn't matter if you've loved or lost;
Nor if you've never found love at all.

Nothing matters.
Not even the children,
Nor the wise;
Not even those that have committed suicide.
The animals don't matter either,
Neither do the plants,
Nor the mountains or the plains.

Look at that blue dot!
Suspended in the abyss, and
imprisoned by the sun,
it drifts amongst desolate rocks;
spawning and swallowing life.

Look at all those stars!
They're not there,
it's just the light that took
millions of years to reach your eyes.
Everything will perish, and it will live.
None of it matters.

Thursday, August 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: changes,death,existentialism,life and death,rebirth
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