If You Believe
What if you die
with no knowledge you’re dead
in the ground or the oven
no tears to be shed
What if you die
with the door closing tight
memoriam ended
devoid of the light
But what if you die
and a Voice filters through
a Voice you remember
from when you were new
And after you die
a Hand reaches down
pulling you back
— your soul Heaven bound
(1st Book Of Prayers: April, 2024)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2024
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