When we buried her on that strange hill,
They said, “Heaven gained an angel.”
I couldn’t help but question,
This comedic, yet pure accession.
I don’t believe people gain wings.
Or that they suddenly float, playing strings.
Don’t get me wrong, I believe in afterlife.
One of peace, one without strife.
But to say that we are strung up from heaven,
Perched like birds outside a seven-eleven,
Seems like a cheap representation,
Of our true, afterlife, manifestation.
This was really on point… a new perspective .. really fresh and new. Loved it
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Thank you, I also think it’s “theologically” correct!
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Your words make one think of the afterlife.
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Well good 🙂
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