Matter

Do the grains of sand really matter
when the tide comes in
Do the autumn leaves really matter
when the winter wind whips relentless
Does the dam really matter
when the levy finally breaks
Do the bricks really matter
when the wrecking Ball is swung
Do the ashes matter
when the fire still rages on
Does six feet of dirt matter
when you lie buried beneath it
Do the screams of souls matter
When faced with the infinite void
Does it really matter