The atmosphere's crowded
with the rushing souls
of the dearly departed
on their way to the stars
and other destinations.
Others glide silently down
to try again an earthly life
wishing to arrive before it's late.
Two-way traffic creates a jam
at the intersection Moon.
Birth on earth it seems,
though of dubious avail,
hasn't lost its attraction.
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This and over forty more verses are included in my Amazon Kindle e-book Celestial Traffic Jam at the exhorbitant price of $2.99. If you can't afford it, you need more than poetry ;-)
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