A soul up rising!A Poem by andrew mitchell
The road to no where
is less travelled because no one comes back. So people take the road to somewhere which leads to nowhere and also don’t come back. Those that remain not going anywhere end up six feet down under forever in peace dust to dust, bound to Earth. Knock knock! Anyone home? Hello! Who are you? Oh! I’m not the grim reaper if that’s what you mean! I am your travel agent! How would you like a trip Staircase to the heavens! All expenses paid including death and a free entry ticket. What’s it like? We have not heard a complaint yet! I’m sure it will be a soul uprising experience! Well that’s funny cos my ears are burning! Are they now! © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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Added on February 23, 2019 Last Updated on February 23, 2019 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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