In The Matchstick Poem by kelvin karani

(Truth is painful but liberating.10/01/2010)

“Nothing gold can stay”
Every good thing must end
Night must always follow day
But is that the good trend?

Its not that we always know
Or do we just refuse to?
It’s a being of the unconscious
And yet, it’s very true.

There’s wisdom in a matchstick;
Stricken it lights and then dies off.
Where does the flame emanate?
Where does the flame go?

It comes and it goes
And as we start appreciating
It’s like nothing happened.
Yet, all knowledge is in the flame.

Each and everyone alone
Must his cross carry.
With a heart soft or of stone,
We must go on. With worry?

-The End-