Death’s angel knocks
on every earthly door
Sometime.
Even the homeless are roused
as their time draws near.
The knock begins at birth
Keeping time with the heart.
The knock is so gentle
Many claim they never hear it.
Was it the ears that failed?
Or a fear of meeting
the knocker?
Death’s angel does not come
to frighten us,
But to befriend us,
And show us the way.
We’ll all need her guidance
because in the new life
all is changed.
Those who’d struggled
in a life of poverty and want
Will be led to homes
of blessing and joy
And all those accustomed
To blessing and joy
Will find themselves
in Heaven’s slums,
Surrounded by fear and prejudice.
Glorious life after death
For those who can adjust
To this other-worldly plan,
Promising a future
of justice and equality.
13July2020 - mshr
