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)

 

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