Body and Soul

When your body
Turns to dust
As all life must,
There is no afterlife,
No heaven and no hell,
Only, perchance,
A parting bell,
Your so-called soul
Lost and forlorn,
Returned to the same state
Ere you were born,
Your boy buried - rotten
And soon forgotten...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz