James McLain

Gold Star - 41,654 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

The After Life - Poem by James McLain

The best medium to die in is water.
Fresh water is less painful than salt.
You only become a ghost or poltergist,
if you have unfinshed business on your mind.

All religions have a gutwrenching afterlife.
While the depth of your soul is measured,
from birth.
Karma is of course to you and I important.

So time runs, north, south, east and west.
While reality is centered where you stand.
An individual commuting to then come back.
Is of course left without memory of that.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013


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