Surprise Ending Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Had a peevish dream
about a piece of meat.
Rotting in steaming heat.

Stone cold end edicts one
stiff statuette shocked
viewer dreamer numb.


It proved tragically. To be me.
I’m decapitated dead you see.
Life’s not so desperately bad.
Meanings not so ultimately sad.

Gather your wealth riches on dust earth
with insatiable greed as much as you
can; as you like in your mammon worship.
Heavenly hope is your myth rejection.

God of this system of things is your God after all!


Copyright © Terence George Craddock