If freshly cloned, with memories intact <br />Unable hence to occupy one ground <br />Our senses would not duplicate exact <br />the information beaming from around. <br />A plentitude of photons would collide <br />(Read physics to explain precisely how) <br />And steadily our shared thoughts would divide <br />To render subtle change in either brow. <br />But over time our paths may fly apart <br />So how could we be judged by any mind <br />Should one evolve an ever-loving heart <br />Whilst other shrunk like bitter dried-out rind. <br />Yet sadly I can see we must be built <br />On necessary pangs of senseless guilt.<br /><br />Diane Hine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-1-hypothetical/
