Never Born

Never Born

A Poem by John Prophet

Where
are they?
All those
who never
were.
All those
never born.
Many reasons.
War.
Millions killed.
Millions more
never
born.
Whole lines
of family
future,
poof.
Generation
after
generation,
poof.
Never to be.
People you’d
be conversing
with right
now.
Having a coffee,
watching the game,
sharing a beer.
Never happened
never arrived.
Where are they?
People you’d
have differences
with.
Argue with.
Love,
share
time with.
Never born,
never arrived.
Their essence,
never
to be.
Where
are they?
Strange
existence
indeed!

© 2018 John Prophet


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Denied their own freewill by the decisions of others. Tragic when you slowdown and reflect upon it. You have done an excellent job posing the thought.

Posted 6 Years Ago


John Prophet

6 Years Ago

Hi Cherrie,

Thank you kindly for reading my work and for your gracious comment.
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This is something I do think about! You wrote this nicely! I really like it! ☺

Posted 6 Years Ago


John Prophet

6 Years Ago

Hi Donna,

Thank you for reading my work.

JG

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