Never Born Poem by Carl Sandburg

Never Born



THE TIME has gone by.
The child is dead.
The child was never even born.
Why go on? Why so much as begin?
How can we turn the clock back now
And not laugh at each other
As ashes laugh at ashes?

Monday, January 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,child
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