On my ascent to the skies,
I saw my past weep before me,
And the memories of joy and fruitless cries
Stung my consciousness like an angry bee.
From boyhood into adulthood,
From mortality to immortality,
My dear deeds of manhood
Surged on my way to eternity.
Awake me, Mom; I cannot feel me.
Was this what the Owner said would be?
The scenes here seem like a dream.
I saw men and women, young and old,
And people life had treated with esteem
Soaring through the sky as it enfolds.
And there was no poor nor the rich,
Nor the abled or the disabled,
Nor the wizard or the witch,
In this equal world of the dazzled.
Awake me, Mom; I have something to say—
I have seen the unity we wanted all day.
On my descent from the sky,
I found myself amidst a crowd
Of people who had said their goodbyes,
Waiting upon a figure in a lucent cloud.
Joy and sorrow filled this peopled air
At the verdicts of this silent Judge;
My verdict came in His fairness’ care,
And I now have a horrid road to trudge.
Awake me, Mom; it’s getting over.
The Author is erasing my history forever.
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Author:
Lord Gladden (Pseudonym) (
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A poem of life's inequities and the perseverance to keep going asking the help of his mother to awaken him. Well done
This piece leans toward man's transition into the world of the unknown, — the feeling of vanishing forever into oblivion and the stark realization of what earth dwellers had projected the world beyond to be. You know, we live in a world where most mortals seems to forget or care less about their upcoming immortality; how do we live forgetting we were created on purpose by the One who put us here? Why do mortals think that not being questioned by God about their ill ways means that there is no thing as asking why they had done what they did on earth in the afterlife? The transition from mortality to immortality in this verse kind of adjudicate this feeling — my earthly deed dawned on me upon my arrival into the infinite world and in the end I paid the ultimate price for it. Thank you for taking the time to read and share such thoughtful feedback on this piece.
You are most welcome
Very excellent powerful poem and I must admit I loved the line ‘Nor the abled or the disabled’ because I am disabled. It is a very good educational poem and I love it very much because it is a very raw but powerful poem well written
Thanks for the kind comment. I’m glad you find the poem educational and that the line you mentioned resonates with you. I value unity and believe in equality; if only the world could unite, with no distinction between the poor and the rich, nor any difference between the abled and the disabled—how sweet that would be. As a creation, it saddens me to see my fellow creations weep for lack of basic necessities while others possess what is needed in abundance, yet remain reluctant to share even a portion of it with the needy. I long for a day when the word “unity” will overthrow “apartness” in this world, if only I live to witness that moment. Still, I believe in unity in the afterlife, and perhaps I should hold on to that hope if unity in this life feels unattainable.
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