What matters they say?
What matters
When it’s over and after
Before and on top
Underneath when it drops
Through the side
Where they lie
Behind the wall
What starts to call
Sounds to be heard
Things of concern
Plagues without cure
Notes so obscure
Colors to endure
Thoughts not so pure
Events on the spur
Variations of rhythm
Ideas for the day
Decisions from equations
Challenges to play
Creations to break some
Invasions that take one
Behaviors make change come
Not great but devastation
Claim for care but hates much despair
Drop so swift, solution’s… abyss
Such matters that shatter much matter that’s splattered
I’ve wondered what matters
So much they combat for.. control or the answer?
It seems that will come after
We’ve gone and are passed here
But a life some thought given
A choice, will, lived in
But is a life well given?
To know what ones after
Can it come without a blast near
War is what strikes before, over and after
The heart is what’s shattered
Seems life is the latter
Control came first but that’s not the answer
Soul struggle is the factor
Not a thing should be master
Life’s chapters should be laughter
Not fire for answers
Inspire not grasp but for some reason’s matter
They were wrong because whats gone is for good…
and that Bomb was what could
What’s bad and what’s good
To oppress with a death is what’s bad
And what’s good is what should
What should of been done
With peace, could have won, yes you, yes, everyone
It’s before, it’s what’s after
I thought..
People are what matters.