Life 2o Poem by Kassem Oude

Life 2o

Of second life most people dream
Because they're sorry to quit earth
Upon the dead frightfully scream
They don't accept perpetual death

They would get in last what lacks here
Happiness mansions and gardens
Plenty food drinking long the years
Many servants, scores of maidens

To earth several would return
In other shapes by renaissance
They recall past life to it yearn
And reminisce that acquaintance

Some forget pleasure and need
Their faith is absolutely robust
They sale cheaply their life seed
Granting selves to Gods in trust

Some believe that life is unique
Like fauna and flora here ends
One bird I see and hear its beak
Better than swarms in vague land

May hell exist here or paradise
Punishment and reward we reap
Else life is mythical has no tries
Some ape others, head is asleep.

Friday November 14,2014