UNDER THE GUISE OF THE CANOPY OF LIFE
Here I lay within myself,In myself. Devoured thoughts
took over, As I could finally see.
Devil looks down on me,
Grinningly at me, laughingly,
At something I couldn't see.
That none of us would believe,
We always thought that God.
Created this one true earth for all,
Not just for you and me. That's
not the way it was supposed to be,
Yes this was the containment world.
A playground world built for one,
Historically to pay the devil his dues,
To let him have his fun.
Now in the throughs of death,
I could finally see. This world wasn't
meant for you or me, As I took my
final breath, I realised the saying;
I new all it's word's made sense.
But before I could utter them:
To heaven I was sent.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-02-17 at 13:06
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