It Matters
It matters what I do today
I may not be alive tomorrow
and yet today
for a fistful of dollars
due tomorrow
I sold
a piece
of my
soul.
It's such a little thing
they said
waiting for agreement
it's only
for a little while longer
just
put up with it.
Just a little thing
yes
but it is wrong
and yet
I did it for money.
But you need the money
they said
hoping for agreement
that's
what matters
not the job.
I need the money
yes
but it is wrong
and yet
I bowed my head.
And it hurt
now
for today
and all tomorrows
I did it for money
and it hurt
someone else.
I didn't mean it
it was not
intentional
but I knew
it could happen.
Just a frog
she was
just a frog.
But she died
I saw her
such a little one
writhing in agony
desperate
to get away
desperate
to live
but she died.
I did it
for money.
Mother
forgive me.
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