Tell Me

Can it truly be That the existence of you and me Will be as if it never were With no him and with no her? Tell me. Can it truly be That the formation of a family Will be a thing of naught, An entity that time forgot? Tell me. Can it truly be That our sacrifices to live free Will count for little worthwhile, Except for pimps primping in their guile. Tell me. Can it truly be That universes without end Are the happenstances of luck and chance An invitation to join a celestial dance. Tell me. Can it truly be That Mother’s scored back and hands Were hardly signs of ceaseless labor Only barely more than rendering us a favor. Tell me. Can it truly be That the growing number of empty chairs Symbolize nothing that need give pause, Many of their occupants were rife with flaws. Tell me. Can it truly be That when dreamless sleep owns mine and me The toil and the striving and the loving we knew Won’t matter as much as a robin’s fall call Mind not that in earnest we gave life our all. Tell me.

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Skat A

Date: 7/4/2015 11:34:00 PM

Paul, CONGRATULATIONS, on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. Enjoy the coming week. Take Care ~SKAT~ .

Paul Schneiter
Date: 7/5/2015 8:56:00 AM

Receiving bouquets from a poet of your stature is a special honor. Please know of my gratitude, SKAT A.

Kp Nunez

Date: 2/1/2015 10:57:00 AM

Paul, I like the way the questions gradually moved from a personal matter of the heart up...up to subjects more profound...back to that deeply personal query, as the speaker already have given his all...Brilliant piece...A 7! Kim;)

Paul Schneiter
Date: 2/2/2015 9:36:00 PM

Kim, your kind words of praise are "golden" to me. I could not value and appreciate them more. Thank you.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 1/31/2015 3:31:00 AM

On second thought, I love every thought here. I know everything will or won't be forgotten. Paul, this is my favorite poem of my day :). Now Tell Me... :) Have a nice night.. LINDA

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/31/2015 6:49:00 AM

I cherish your words . . . they are dear to me. You are such a sweetheart to have commented as you have. Three times during the night I came to the computer to delete the poem. Only John Squires' kind comments held me back. Thank you, thank you.

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/31/2015 6:42:00 AM

Linda, It's 5:30 a.m. Utah time. In the previous hours, I have obsessed about this poem, telling myself that I made a fool of myself by writing it and being dumb enough to post it. Hence, I want you to know how much your comment means to me . . . the extent to which it has restored belief in myself. I can't thank you enough.

Poet Destroyer A
Date: 1/31/2015 3:31:00 AM

PS ... a fav

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 1/31/2015 3:26:00 AM

Hi Paul, your poem flows throughout. I like this, MINE AND ME :)... I will read this poem again. What I love about life, is giving it our all... Love LInda

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/31/2015 6:55:00 AM

Linda, I don't mean to be overly dramatic, but thanks to you and John it's going to be a beautiful day. Again, heartfelt thanks. With love and every good wish, Paul (Reborn)

John Squires

Date: 1/30/2015 8:42:00 PM

Very well done work. We know there is a bigger picture but many need help to see.

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/30/2015 10:14:00 PM

Thank you, John. I value and appreciate your kind comment.