To Disappear Poem by Richard Jarboe
To Disappear
I appeared here a while ago,
I had no say on the arrangement made,
Yet rules say you're not allowed to disappear
Until some death ticket allows you to fade.
Personally I take offense to that,
it seems I'm a slave to the fates,
Once I'm a ghost I can disappear at will,
But first I must pass the pearly gates.
Who keeps track of this mess?
I watch logs disappear in my fireplace,
No trouble, no threats of Hell,
To disappear as a log goes rather well.
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4/16/2024 10:57:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Luckily Richard, we have so much to offer the world than a log. We were born all with our very unique gifts and can make a positive diffference to this world. The logs have their own purpose and have contributed in their own way providing you warmth. I think all of us can make this world a bit better by really simple randome kind acts. Maybe a lonely person or an elderly needs your visit today and that is how you can provide some warmth into this world, just like the logs.