To be or not to be?
That is the question
Writ in verse so masterly
Overlooked for centuries
As everyone did then read on
Transfixed
Upon the script there on
When all was said in half of twelve
Words, that of our being tell
The genius that these words came from
Still waits for Man
To answer
Then move on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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