We believe it’s impossible to “be like God” –
So, instead, we dissolve into puffy white clouds
And float across endless blue skies.
We’ve also come to believe that it’s impractical for us to “die”
In order to live,
But, on unique occasions, we’re able to do it anyway.
After all, Jesus did it, and not just at the end of his life –
But every moment of every day –
So can we.
Overhead, “death” circles
Like a buzzing blue-bottle fly.
Go away death!
We don’t want to be stung