Sunday, April 18, 2010

Does It Matter?

Matrix 2004 Acrylic on canvas
Daniele Jaquillard
Lyrics by Gerard Manset

“Wait until life takes you in its hands and that your fist breaks against his

But never forget that time will change you.

No never forget.”


Does It Matter?

Her life trepidated

Into some diatribe innuendo

Of risqué double entendre behavior

She was the talk of the town

A garde nouveau,

A star, arched and tense,

Caught in a new strung bow.

She was ready to fling its' flinted arrow,

To explode in a deep dark sky,

Illuminating all the unsuspecting idols

Waiting down below.

The more she licked the wounds of dying gladiators,

The more destiny shielded her.

At home,

Her eyes flooded slowly

With unbearable suffering,

For what she had done and achieved,

Was it... just... fair?

It didn’t matter.

It was a flow of life

Beyond her control

And the deed was done.



The poem is about being responsible for your words and actions

Which speaks mountains.

The poem asks Does it Matter?

Yes it does but caught in the flow of life and demands

People say and do things they have no control over

Life is not about being just or fair and once Pandora’s box is open

There is no going back.

Tom Robbins
We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.