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<≪≪ Death Of Incarnation

In the world of my dream
Angels say: if anyone commits crime
Won't go and burn in the fire of hell
instead that mortal will have to reborn again
With feet of four or no foot at all
But to my surprise in this world
The population keeps increasing
Though the crime rate is too high
Sucking off the poets' favorite theory
Of past life, rebirth and incarnation.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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Colleen Courtney 18 June 2014

Interesting poem. I tend to believe that we do keep returning until we finally get it right and somehow attain that holy grail called Enlightenment. Nice contemplative write.

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