The Shame Of Never - Poem by Atara Gedalowitz
What is a poet, who's never learned to write?
Or a pilot, who's never taken flight?
What is an explorer, who's never left town?
Or seamstress, who's never sown a gown?
What is a musician, who's never learned to play?
Or a sculptor, who's never seen clay?
What is a teacher, who's never taught?
Or a philosopher, who's never thought?
What they are matters; it matters alot.
It matters because they are what they're not.
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