Of Being Alive Poem by Dorsey Baker
Of Being Alive
If a poem or play
Have nothing to say
It has no nakedness
It has nothing to hide
And no laughter would be voiced
No tears would be cried
Nothing of importance
Would be heard or said
And a thing of beauty
It would truly be dead
Much would go missing
emptiness
It would arrive
And no joy would be
Of being alive
Tuesday, August 24, 2021
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