If I had not been born Who would have known? Would the sun still have set? Would the moon still have shown? Would anyone care, if I were not around? Would music have had, a much a sweeter sound? If my print was never laid upon the world If all of my deeds were never unfurled Would playgrounds be filled, with children at play? Would war just simply go away? Would a cry for help, finely be heard? Would things like, hate and ****, even be words? Would laughter have had a soothing effect? Would all things I said, be even correct? What if, I had never been born? And every connection I made had been torn? The one’s that have laughed The one’s that have cried The truths I have told and even the lies The world has never hinged upon me But, had I not been born Would someone have seen?