we’re rebel angels
we dance on the edges of clouds
our weekly outing
hoping not to fall to earth
things there have become
a real living hell on earth
wars and pandemics
those corrupted corporations
producing famine
have made reincarnation
an unattractive option
so we always watch our step
heaven forbid
we fall from grace and end up
back at our old place
maybe these parties should stop
i mean we’ve lived this before
so there’s no needed revivre
i asked aunt bea if she believed in reincarnation she stared out the window listening to the city’s sounds sighed and said i can’t believe that there is a god so cruel as to make us go through all this again
your window of opportunity appears to have closed while your were sitting in your favorite tavern caressing your beer and peanuts but don’t fret if you’re not reincarnated as a bar stool you may get a second chance
aunt bea was taking on the phone to aunt liz about spiritual things reincarnation of all things well she said that in the past she had had her doubts but now she was totally convinced that reincarnation was real how else can one explain the snake oil sales approach of government
Read Between the Minds 