Indifference

A thing of beauty turns to dust,
But no one sheds a tear.
The brightest metal starts to rust
Without the least Oh, dear.

A brand new building falls apart,
Which leaves no cares behind.
Two lovers break each other’s heart,
But neither seems to mind.

And I’ve felt nothing for so long
I could be made of wood,
And yet I don’t see that as wrong;
It’s neither bad nor good.

The world’s the way it’s meant to be,
And who am I to disagree?

Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

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