ONLY WHAT MATTERS

ONLY WHAT MATTERS

If it should ever be a four-minute warning

Or whatever the equivalent might be today

Could this actually be the very last morning

It was always inevitable, as some might say

As a new tomorrow may never be dawning

There’s an acute great pressure to get away

If there is to be only such limited time left

Losing someone you love and feeling bereft

I doubt many of us have go-bags prepared

With a selection of only the important stuff

Of course, it is natural for all to be scared

The few of us that are left won’t be enough

But will only the important ones be spared

Such hard decisions, but one must be tough

In those final moments, just a kind of panic

As all roads will be clogged and quite manic

A neighbour’s bunker would be restricted

Such an invitation that one may just spurn

At such a time, would one be conflicted

Then priorities could take a different turn

To survival, it’s easy to become addicted

Or saying goodbye as one sees it all burn

Love may be hard, with a world in tatters

But at the end it’s only that what matters