And I Ask, What Does It Matter?A Poem by SuperChick62Be careful what you ask for“But lest you are my enemy, I must inquire”
I see you now within my mind’s eye Do you see me, beneath the transcendent lies? Crystallized. Visualized. Describe as eternity Eternity of all the lost times, lost lies of “to be”s You ask me if I care, you know that I do You ask me if I love, what does it matter to you?
Condescending expectations of future and life Plastic smiles and painted sorrow to disguise And you ask if I am your enemy, answer truth Yes, my dear, but what does it matter to you? Wary eyes of a broken soul, gazing into the night Glazed by the tears, blurred from clarity’s lie
“I’ve seen your face before, my friend, but I don’t know if you know who I am.”
Look upon the eyes of doubt and tell me what you see Gaze into the never ending, stare at all that is to be What creations can ever catch the beauty of eternity? When eternity is but a flash or time, a moment of a wink And still you say you know me and who I am at heart How can you know me, when you do not know who you are?
Tell me, dearest; why you ask for this love you say you need Do you understand what you ask, what is worth the soul in me? You ask me if I care for you, but life knows not to comfort Anticipation for destiny’s future within the lost words Oh, yes, I know your face, I know who you want to be But do you remember me? Am I as sketched into your memory?
“But first you must learn how to smile as you kill.”
I will listen for forever, but hear no changes from you I will pray to a god conceived by our weak understanding of truth But do you understand when I speak of such sacrifice? You strive to win happiness, but you know the cost’s height? To win the happiness stolen from those who died to earn it Created from a promise so long ago, by those who deserved it
For every dream there is a sacrifice you must accept But know this, for ever death there is life. There is no end So if I love and die tomorrow, does that love go void? Does it mean anything at all to love only to say goodbye? You must ask yourself the purpose of you, only you can ask You must answer before you can know me at last
“I got thirteen channels of s**t on the TV to choose from.”
Contemplate your meanings, your purpose, yours rhymes I’ll wait with patience whilst you create your alibi And the lies of all the whys you can never answer So I wait, and wait creating questions and questions plethora What do you want? Truth? Lies? How am I to know? And the tuneless motions of channels play, pray to go
If I go, if I’m gone, would you notice my absence then? You know the answers to all of your petty questions And the station changes, the meaning fades, the voices rise Yes, I care, you know I care, but love is just a longer goodbye What does it matter, so long as I bring the fire alive? Your questions are water to quench the hunger needed to survive
“The candles blew and then disappeared, the curtains flew and then he appeared”
So, come on, baby, it’ll all be ok, don’t need you answers Come and let the fire strive with crystallized visions together Let all the past be, let the future become on its own time Don’t worry about the questions to define what’s yours what’s mine Don’t worry ‘bout the lies, the trying, the dying, the fading away Because we’re alive now, in the moment of today
So ask me again if I care, I can tell you yes for forever Ask me again if I love, but I need not say, you know the answer But is there a reason? A reason we’re here at all? Where is the fire of life I had come to expect in awe? Lost within the Nomenclature of searching for the answers Life is in the love of the world, do I love? What does it matter?
“Lest you are my enemy, I must inquire” “Oh no, my dear, let all that be, what matter so there is but fire in you, in me.” © 2013 SuperChick62Author's Note
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StatsAuthorSuperChick62Richmond, VAAboutThe name: I would normally put my name instead, but I chose this to honor my previous community, Original Poetry. This was my account name and I was called "super." ~ "Good luck, old chum, good health.. more..Writing
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