Nothing Matters (poem)

For those whose
life is full of events,
whose "happy game"
is a fire breakout,
for those
beauty is their suffering,
their misery.
Nothing matters.

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For those
Who are footballs
of mischievous society,
nothing matters.

* * * *

For those
who are knocked down
by sophisticated hammer
in their head,
who experience
always the worst,
Nothing matters.

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For those
who expect
always the worst,
Nothing matters.

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For those
whose rhythm
is sorrow,
whose song is
hunger, disease;
whose
flute, guitar,
is the earth,
whose lamentation
is always
deep! deeper!
grief!
Nothing matters.

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For those:
justice, human right,
democracy, freedom,
are meaningless words;
they are the songs
of "Modern Lords"
which flow
from soft mouths,
from rose red lips.
Nothing matters.

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The worst has happened,
is happening always,
to those "step children"
of this stupid life.
Nothing matters.

* * * *

They are drinking,
death from its ocean,
every minute within a pool,
laughing sad laughter
on death itself
with bright faces.
Nothing matters.

* * * *

For those
whose leaf is dry
while it's fertile,
whose being
is being,
is heard,
without being told,
without being written;
who are living
every minute
under the dust
from the worst
to the worst,
Nothing matters.

* * * *

For those
who have no dawn,
no sunrise,
always the sun sets,
only for them
from the west,
always who live
the horrible
darkness.
Nothing matters!
Nothing matters!
Nothing matters!

January 2, 1998

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