In Case There Is

It keeps recurring, the losses and the gains.

It’s a long bittersweet song with the same

refrain playing over and over again. Life

and death, the irrefutable act keeps hap-

pening, what is lost is somehow regained.

Some claim there is a god to thank and

blame. Some rely on a continuum, we keep

trying life until we somehow get it right.

There is a plan so grand I don’t understand.

Get over it, they say, it simply works that way.

Consider this, we are but a link in an inter-

changeable biological chain. And where it

all leads, no one can rightly say. Still I grieve

the losses and applaud the gains. Now,

personally. I don’t see a heaven which may

await us in the end. But in case there is, I

believe dogs should be allowed to enter

before man. If you ever had one as a best

friend, surely you know what I mean. And

a time ago, based on the merit of loyalty

alone, Mark Twain has also agreed.

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Chris Hanch 12-29-19