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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