And was it worthwhile I wonder?
By Hamo Sahyan
... And was it perhaps meet for you to be born?
To head a household, or for the census ventilate a head?
Your pursuit of passing immortality,
Was it worth the heavy losses you inflicted?
Was it fit for you to blast those rocks
To excavate a craggy bed for you to enter?
To repeat a plain essential truth,
To find a handful of selfhood,
Were you just to agitate such froth?
Was it worth getting so riled up,
Given your impotence to pull together
The two fugitive poles of your own being?
Was it good of you to shoulder a mass of worries?
If you weren’t to explode tempestuously
And would not repel far away from the world
Flabby mankind’s and men’s trespasses,
Was it meet for you to rumble mightily?
And then your being born, was it at all worthwhile?