Reset Poem by Bill Grace

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Jesus came to give us
more abundant life,
and a little more freedom
from life’s strife.
Saul of Tarsus
ever the company man
took Jesus
and gave us church.
Blessings
upon them both.

Yahoo
taking pictorial liberty
showed us
Earth
from Mars.
Jesus took
his power from the stars
Saint Paul from Mars.

For myself
I like the stars
that give me hope
of reset at death’s door
despite
the startling depth
of noble Paul's erudition.

At death
the reset comes
and Emperor
and Rabbi
have equal hope
of more
for no one truly knows
what lies
beyond
this door
or if knowledge
can even be the keeper
of such a score.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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