I Picked Up A Book of Hymns Today

Blah blah, night, blah blah, death.
I’m tired of this song.

But I picked up a book of hymns today, turned to the index. Some on faith, lots on Jesus. None on death. That section said “See ‘Funeral’.“

It’s about damn time we wrote the book of souls.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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