To matter or not to.

In this dark world of war and fear
we squabble over fashion.

In this world of politics, conspiracies and death

we laugh about cricket.

In this world of poverty and deprivation,

we complain of french fries and pizza.

In this world that's melting away bit by bit

we crib over gelato flavours.

In this world with almost an energy-less tomorrow

we discuss movies and videos with gusto.

There are issues that matter, and there are those that don't. Of course we are to judge for ourselves. No one can tell us what's important for us.

But as a member of this universe, the heart knows. It knows which of them issues are actually issues, and it longs to contribute, to participate, to matter.

Inertia

In the middle of nowhere..
That's where I am right now.
The river is flowing.I'm flowing with it..just like all that debris that it picks up along the journey. I forgot where I jumped in. I just remember I've been swimming since long..very long.
I'm tired.
The water's cold.
I need rest.
But I can't fight the inertia.It's too over-powering.I don't know where to look once I do get out.I'm lazy enough to let that fact stop me from pausing and coming out of the water.
I'm afraid. But now that I've given it some thought, I think I kind of, enjoy this 'nothing' happening, lazy attitude that has filled my daily life for now..
But nonetheless, at the end of the day I am truly scared..pondering over the consequences of when I finally reach the ocean and realize ,this is not where I wanted to be..this is not my goal..It has never been my goal.I should have changed paths long ago..

I'm scared I won't get out of my river when there's still time..
I'm scared I'll end up in the wrong ocean.