What If The Heavens Broke Open - Poem by Patti Masterman
What if the heavens broke open
And let all the spirits go free,
And the soil of the graveyards turned over
So all of the ghosts were released?
What if the dead should rebel
Against darkness and lonely doom;
And they filled up the sky completely
Till the world was quite covered with gloom?
Death would be quite the rare thing then;
Most asked for, with desperate prayer-
For there'd be no more room for the living
As long as the dead stayed right there.
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