Where are the deadA Poem by discipleHeaven, hell, purgatory, rebirth, limbo, dust? Are we to chase and cease, never to come? The hijinkery, sorrows and sorries overcome Life defeated, death to live Where are the dead?
Presence made absence Living not known perhaps the knower If life becomes breaker Who, where then, unmerited sufferings, the justice bringer? Where are the dead?
Earth torments scourges Some, many build their purgatory reaping heaven On the hell them bring Where are the dead?
Compulsory service, Did we write an application? Did we choose the position? Would we choose our time, the transition? Please where are the dead?
Would pen and paper there be? What of Ben and dad? Would the knower pay to all my deed? Would the dying see the dead? HELL, please tell. © 2015 discipleAuthor's Note
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