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Once a somebody!

''Appreciation is the elixir of creation'' loverme

A somebody
becomes just another
body
when the heart ceases and brain cells die...and one can't stand …we all know why …then someone says …let the body lay prostrate and guys junior preside …the body lies in State …at any rate all pass by the once somebody …now just a nobody a motionless simple body…that's why all say …some day
a lion… a rat and all humans
will just lie, side by side
and in the underground of the cold
well now warming earth …
they may transform the genes to natural form
and as plants grow once again …on the soil
a newer generation may toil
and seek to be the new blessed ones
somebody's sons ...okay …now daughters too,

till they also become simple bodies …
not many but few…
till then we must sustain our life
in human vein
till in heaven
silently equally we all reign
and live amicably but peacefully
in no skins that did once contain
now float just like apparitions
flying around the universal domain..
free as eagles soaring
in the vast blue sky …..

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Comments

do you believe in heaven and God, I'm curious?. i love the pacing the ellipses and the theme adjunct with the plot which was non segregation of life's es-cos, which is the apocalypse of a shroud and a pall, humans and dogs alike will bow to the weakness of frailty , but is there a more divine cause to existence?

heaven is just above our heads
as it surfaces from our hair
and as far as God is concerned
you tell me who and where
u I dare!!

loved

author comment

Have read this a couple of times, complex and fun in some ways.
I remember on one of the talks with our little Girl she showed me the creatures laying down beside each other, the children walked among them and played as only they can do.
There where that heaven of yours is just out of reach day to day and not really above your head, all things revert to their individual state.
A good write of many questions young Bard the answers will be shown to you later, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Have read this a couple of times, complex and fun in some ways.
I remember on one of the talks with our little Girl she showed me the creatures laying down beside each other, the children walked among them and played as only they can do.
There where that heaven of yours is just out of reach day to day and not really above your head, all things revert to their individual state.
A good write of many questions young Bard the answers will be shown to you later, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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