Dr. Seuss's Hamlet
Today there's a thing that I'm dying to know,
A question that haunts me wherever I go:
A person's a person, no matter how small,
But is it worth being a person at all?
With all the bad things in the world that I'm seeing,
Would I be better off simply not being?
Maybe. Who knows? Here's the rub: we must dread
That maybe things do not improve once we're dead,
But bad as we find it to be a live person,
After we're dead things decidedly worsen.
Last edited by Roger Slater; 10-05-2010 at 08:48 AM.
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