After-life beliefs exude the fact
The tropics are isled everywhere;
In every heart. Fruits hung for them
Brightest, best; as palatable fare.
Borne up on dying man's shores is to
Bask in that exotic light's fullness.
Tahatian are the angelic smiles.
Hawaiian is Heaven's happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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