tell me something good

The following events will occur
On or at the moment of death

You will die
We all do, eventually

No one makes it out alive

We pray that what ever you believe in
Will carry you forward to the next life

We fill pockets with posies
To ward off Black Plague
Thinking it’s the miasma of the thing

And yet these crystals have power
When charged under full moon
They glow and are cleansed

The aboriginal tribes have sticks
Engraved with symbols
Imbued with the souls of the ancestors

To gift one was an honor
To receive one was empowering

You have the power to do anything

What gives you faith
In your footsteps

The deity
Perhaps Odin
Will protect your hirsute face
And shield your eyes
Knowing the gas can seep through
Because there is no seal
Are you surprised

There is a human term and condition
That does apply
To everyone, everywhere, all the time
(Until nature runs its course)

We will endeavor
And there will be gatherings
Groups of Unscheduled listeners
Who want another story

Have faith it will be a great one

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