Sometimes I think
what gets us into heaven
is how many people
could not be happy
without us there. So
everyone who knows
you, loves you, storms
the gates carrying you
right along in with them!
A triumphal procession.
You do the same for all
who you know and love.
A VIP list made in life
by who knows best: only
each of us. No cap, no
limit except who you
knew, well enough
to love.
and drags them through
with you, past the gates.
A sort of one-to-many
invitation (they could
refuse, of course) fans out
from one and any and all,
encompassing anyone who
ever mattered the most,
or even so much
to anyone.
Then in walk all the egotists,
right past the rope on the door
- so sure their name is on the list!
And by then it is. It's fine, no one
minds them then. Happy to see
who made it. See, by that point
all the idiot contests are over,
and we don't mind so much
who once belittled or doubted
us. Here we all are, good!
Sometimes, you
only need one person
who really
loves
you.
What about hell, though? Well
hell, I have no idea whatsoever.
If you went all through life,
at every moment not even loved
by one person, not even yourself,
it seems like
hell on top of that
might be overkill.
- But who knows? If anyone
tells you they know that
for sure, edge away
and moonwalk slowly
out of there.
That bouncer is working
the wrong door
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