Have you ever wondered
What it would be like
If you weren’t even born
You would not even be
A dot scribbled anywhere
Or a number on anyone’s phone
Or remembered by those
Who love you or hate you
Or a name chiseled on a stone
Would they even stop
To tell you they miss you
Or is it the loss they morn
If you were a shadow
Cast on a silver wall
Or pain from a thorn
Would it make a difference
When in the end we are all
Born to live in the unknown
So sad
Sorry
Never be sorry. Sadness has it’s place.
It’s a great song as well
As poem.
All the time…
I knew you were a wonderer yourself
Thought provoking, with a tinge of gloom! “)
Just a tinge?! I was aiming for a whole smudge…. Thanks M.E
Different side of you,like this.
You know I have many different sides… you just have to know how to enter … oh wait.. let me rephrase that…
Even without the music the words have rhythm and are thought-provoking and sad. Kind of like “It’s a wonderful life” kind of vibe. “Not even a name on a tombstone” is scary.
Great poem, Sam.
Thank you…the more we think about life or death … the more scary it is
Nice thought provoking piece Sam.
If you were never born you’d never be able to ask the question at all.In any case, we aren’t born at all as we are not made of anything physical.The body I suspect is just a vessel in which we swim.
The real you is consciousness and even that isn’t a you because it’s egoless.
I’m rambling here I suppose but you get my gist.
The you you think you are is an illusion.
I love when people ramble… this tells me I made my job… thank you Peter… I appreciate your kind rambling