Between

Between


Curse a god or mock a devil.

When bell tolls death knell

souls sink or soar

or enter door

between

the either or the or

of the Heaven and the Hell


In Purgatory grey,

there's not eternal stay - they say,

where atone

for untoward deeds

leads

to cleanse of soul.


Whole at last - it's said.

Purged by hope and pain

one may rise again

into the ether

promise

fed before demise


Pure soul prize.


Believe or scorn.

Befriend a God or curse a Devil:

Death lays us on a common level.

No exclusive revel

at the end.


Will one see his maker?

Belong to lost soul taker?

Perhaps grey ash and bone we'll be

in unknown eternity.

Despite belief of you or me.


grapher 2/2017



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