Recollecting My Dream Poem by James B. Earley

Recollecting My Dream



Varied faces and races
…The landscaped scene
I died and went to Heaven
…Recollecting…my dream

No superiority in Paradise
…..No wealth…..allowed
The entrance fee…in fact
….Was the head bowed

Billionaires…….barred
…..Bereft at the door
Saint Peter's commitment
…..Avenging….the poor

Politicians and preachers
…..The typical con-men
They too…denied entrance
…..Abominable sins

No way…..chimed Satan
…Would they burn in Hell
Burning's too comfortable
…He'd rather they dwell

In some Siberian hereafter
…..Freezing…their asses off
Never an admirer of Satan
…..But this time…..I doff

My hat……in reverence
…To his satanic scheme
Varied races and faces…
Recollecting….my dream

Sunday, December 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: political
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