MIRRORS OF LIFE

GOD'S IMMORTAL CROWD


I DIED LAST NIGHT TO ME AGAIN
THE PAIN IS WORSE AT NIGHT,
MY MORNING BED A MASS OF DISARAY
FROM SOME WILD ASTRAL FLIGHT!

" WHAT'S THE USE?" CRIED DONE-IT-ALL
AND " I'VE BEEN THERE TOO," CHIMED IN
" WELL-WHATA-YOU-KNOW?" ASKED THE QUESTION
AND " FEELING-BLUE " TRIED TO GRIN.

" JUST SEEMS NO USE TO GO ON,"
SAID " DAMN IT ALL TO HELL "
" OH YOU'LL BE OK COME THE MORN,"
SMILED " KNOW-YOU-VERY-WELL!


THEN BLASPHEMEOUS PART OF ME SAID,
" AM I NOT VERY GOD?"
AND THOUGHT-HE-SINNED JUST BEAT HIS HEAD
AGAINST THE WALL VERY HARD.

THEN ANGEL-BLUE, A WING-TIP-POINT
POINTED STRAIGHT AT ME,
" WHAT DO YOU KNOW? " SPOKE UP AGAIN
AS I BEGIN TO SEE.

TEARS LIKE LITTLE TINY PEARLS
FELL GENTLY FROM MY FACE
AS " YOU'LL UNDERSTAND-IT-ALL-BY-AND-BY "
IN THE SANDS MY LIFE DID TRACE.

THEN ANGER-AT-EVERYONE
BEGIN TO RANT AND RAVE,
AND DEFIED IT'S AWESOME DEATH
AND TRIPPED ITSELF INTO A SHALLOW GRAVE.

MIRACULOUSLY THERE I STOOD
" I TOLD YOU SO! " SANG LOUD
AS DOWN EACH MARBLED HALL OF TIME AND SPACE
I LOOKED AND SAW GOD'S IMMORTAL CROWD!

THEPOETSKISS COPYRIGHT 2001


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