Of course I know

That I liked the activists rather than activism

That I liked the boozing atmosphere than the booze itself

And that I enjoyed not the protest song starting with Oh

My Comrade!

but the love songs hummed in a low voice

but why on earth does it matter.

 

The party is over.

The booze's run out and although everyone has collected their wallets

and at last he's also left but

although the bill's been sorted out and everybody's fled

in their shoes

but vaguely I know that

there will be someone remaining here all alone

cleaning up the table for the taverner

remembering every bit and shedding hot tears

that somebody will start with correction the song he's

left unfinished

perhaps I know

that somebody instead of him will set up a table and before the dawn

get the people together again

will[1] put on all the lights and refurbish the stage.

 

But why on earth does it matter?