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Life After Death
Life after Death Because I pondered—Life beyond— The Curtain’s timid seam— I kept my faith—like folded light— Within a quiet Room— Death was not King—but Courtesy— Who paused—before my Door— And asked me—if I wished to cross— Or stay—Forevermore— I answered—Hope—had tutored me— In Lessons—not yet Learned — That Breath may close—yet Meaning—keeps Its Congress—with the Dead— Was I content—to be denied— The Charter—Unpossessed— I have no Vote—yet wear a Mind— And that—is richly Dressed— The World—allows me little Space— To Sign—my name in Law— But gave me Skies—no Fence could Keep — My Thoughts —a Voice inside — I lived—where Silence—was not Shame— But Shelter—firm and kind— A simple man—circled by Restraint— Yet Sovereign—of the Mind— If Happiness—must wear a Crown— Then mine—is made of Air— Invisible—to those who rule— But real—as any Prayer— So Life—after Death—I trusted—thus— Not Golden—nor Severe— But Freedom—finally Spoken aloud— Where our Rights—are rendered—Clear—
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