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Whap I Am Back Whee

My future is death
I am old
I am ready
To become part of the fold

Welcome back to the flock
And recycled swiftly
To return to the earth
Where things are a mess

Trying my best to help sort things out
But ecologically we are going to be in dire straits
Ruined the Ozone 
The bees are dead
There is no coffee

I get recycled again.
Can I stay this time? I ask the angels.
They laugh and throw me onto a different planet
"You have not learned all the lessons yet," They say.

I am horrified.
This planet is worse.
No water, and no air.
I am swiftly taken back up to heaven.

What kind of life was that? I ask them.
A baby who gets right back? What was the purpose?
"It was not your lesson," they tell me. "It was for others."
Whap. I am back to Earth. Whee!

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019

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Ann Gilmour Date: 8/18/2019 12:59:00 AM I really enjoyed your thought provoking verse Caren and it certainly makes one think of the mess we homsapiens have made of our beautiful planet. Hopefully we will not repeat this on another galaxy. With kindest thoughts Ann xx hope all is well with you dear Caren. Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 8/18/2019 7:09:00 AM I surely hope we do not ruin two planets in our lifetime Ann, but the way we are going frankly we could!

M. L. Kiser Date: 8/17/2019 6:26:00 PM No one told it there was no coffee, did they? There's no incentive to grow up at all without coffee on the planet. Login to Reply Caren Krutsinger Date: 8/18/2019 7:10:00 AM Hot chocolate may also disappear. I forgot to add that scare.