I have spent my entire life
accumulating barter,
Yet find here at the end,
that I have nothing
With which to pay my passage
across the river, Styx.
It turns out that worldly possessions
are the wrong price to pay
To obtain a secure future
in eternity,
Where the coin of the realm is
Love, Mercy and Forgiveness.
Jesus and Muhamad and Confucius
have told us all this…but, alas,
Too few of us have taken the time,
and paid attention to our salvation
To benefit from this knowledge, and so,
we drift in the purgatory of our things.
A Hill resident, the author believes that the appreciation of art should not be influenced by the vagaries or prejudices of biography.
