Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2009

break, cry, Wake, Fly

by James Newman

Does it matter that tomorrow will be no different from today.
Does it matter that i say it won't, then concede in every way.
 
Does it matter that i climb mountains, then wake upon the floor.
Does it matter that i'm planning, then waiting for the draw.
 
Does it matter if i get up.
Does it matter if i cry.
Does it matter that i'm breaking.
Will it matter when i die.
 
It must matter that I'm waking
It does matter that I know that when the sky breaks I'll have flown about as high as I can go

Added: 02.03.2009

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