Questioning Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Questioning



If tonight I should disappear from life,
would it matter?

If my shadow never again appeared on the shores
of life, would it be missed?

Are the archaic answers of old churning
rapidly inside your head?

Can an answer be given to anything I've written?

If nothing can change the outcome of withering demise,
is life then allowed to die?

Answers in requiem remorse can be countlessly preached,
lectures given, but can any of it amount to an iota of
simple reason?

Can you yet solve the dilemma?

If tonight I should disappear from your life,
would it matter?

Tuesday, January 29, 2013
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