It was my time to take vacation
Meted out on annual basis
By the pointy–headed Lord of Lords.
There never seems to be enough vacation days
If only I could have another week or day.
It was my time to enter verdant pasture
The path to permanent vacation.
To escape the rigors of perpetual vacation – take a week off.
There never seems to be enough vacation days
If only I could have another week or day.
It was my time – my exodus from worldly cares
Where eternal vacation commences forever and ever.
Eternally basking in sun drenches “Heaven” –
Flying from downy clouds to fluffy clouds with clip on wings
Or – explore conclave of Dante’s purgatory.
THE WORLD BEYOND
The paradox of parables –
Rewards of Kingdom of “Heaven” –
Face uplifted toward the heavens –
Or to be condemned to damnation of hell –
Weary eyes casting downward.
The “Heavens” is the center of maelstrom
Hurricanes, tornados, lightning, thunder storm –
Destructive forces of nature and pervasive pollution –
A frightful place to be called “Heaven”.
Forsake “Heaven” – and free-fall in limbo.
The designation “Hell” –
A treasure trove of precious gems –
Gold, diamonds, oil, precious ores, and lowly silicon.
Silicon Valley the World’s center of high-tech.
The earth – the bread basket of the world.
The absurdity of “Heaven” and “Hell”.
Just simplistic metaphors!
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I really enjoyed reading this poem. Provocative on the subject of the afterlife. It causes the reader to reflect upon their own belief. Julie
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