The Inexplicables Of The Entrtance To Death Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Of Death and its entrance

there be no allowance

to pause(...) or abrogate

to a fiber, bare of heart,

this entity be puissant-

its mission... impervious;

just clockwork... location,

with silence and surrender

we'll come to know all this-

when souls we do become.


Why be Life so dyslexic,

we must die to live forever,

so mysteriously bizarre that-

it chars my sense of reason

like a trip with Tim Leary,

yet, who am I to play Christ,

potentate Supreme and Dyēus.

Ah, serenity, my absent friend.

and we'll come to know this too

when souls we do become.







________ ~F j R~ ________


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