Apparitions Or Not? Poem by Orlando Belo

Apparitions Or Not?



An apparition has just appeared, and he's told that he has some good news.
He said that good fortune has smiled upon me, despite my negative views.
I'm thinking that this sounds as though I've won a great deal of money,
but the longer he keeps this secret, the more it sounds deceitfully unfunny.

He repeatedly tells me how lucky I am to be selected as the chosen one
and I should accept that the best of days of my life are yet to come.
He said he knows that I am a Godless, selfish, reprobate, and so do I,
but now comes the nitty-gritty, he wants my soul when I die.

But he hasn't yet promised what is in it for me, but then he spoke,
I will give you all that you would give yourself and that is no joke.
Whatever you want you can have, for the rest of the time on Earth
endless wealth, a private jet, a yacht, anything except re-birth.

Wow! On consideration, I will not miss my soul when I am dead.
Where is my soul now, is it in my body, or in my head?
Logically thinking if I am unaware of its existence today,
then why should I bother thinking and just sign it away?

But then another apparition appeared, in a glow of brightest gold.
He informed me that my soul should not be exchanged or sold.
A person has a soul that becomes enriched throughout their days,
it partners their spirit, and they should remain together always.

If they are apart, they will be subjected to the evilest extremes,
so, think before you give away your soul for your earthly dreams.
The soul collector knows that there is an eternity of life, after death,
and you will be signing away your soul and spirit, on your final breath.

Please, think again, it is not too late to change your negative ways,
and it is indeed possible that you could still see much better days.
Positive actions in your mind and body are really all that it takes
to allow you to move on from all your regrettable past mistakes.

Both apparitions faded from view, and I have no idea where they went.
I do actually believe what I saw and heard, but from where were they sent?
This is doing nothing for my state of mind, am I possibly going insane?
Should I seriously consider my options, or is this some kind of mental game?

My thoughts and considerations are swirling, furiously, around in my head.
Should I be concerned for my unknown soul, especially when I am dead?
Flashing, horrific, images are bringing unexplainable torment to my mind,
could it possibly be true, is there life after death of some unknown kind?

Good and evil is rife in our world today, but what about life at the end?
How can we possibly trust what we are told, who is a foe, or a friend?
Do apparitions really exist? Did two opposing ones just talk with me?
If they did, will they return? I don't know, I'll just have to wait and see.

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