Aa - Life And Death - Poem by Ima Ryma
Mike, is in prayer on his knees.
A question suddenly does click.
So Mike asks God to tell him please,
That since in life, AA's so good,
Is there AA in heaven too?
If yes, just knowing that sure would
Make Mike more serene that he knew.
Mike waited hopeful for reply.
Suddenly, a light filled the room.
Conscious contact was in supply.
And then a great deep voice did boom.
'The good news - AA's in heaven, right.'
'The bad news - Mike, you're speaking tonight.'
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