It should not matter,
how this morning i woke,
to whom this day i spoke,
the challenges that came,
if i lost or gained.
It should not matter,
if my life is according to plan,
the state of health i am,
or of those i call my clan.
It should not matter,
the maize in my fields,
the value of my stock,
my hens, my prized cockerel.
It should not matter,
which lady i fancy,
her age,her trade,
progress with her made.
but why should it to you?
that you and me,
died!
and all that mattered,
along with it.
