The Final Rest

A "homecoming" 

of a single spirit soul 

is enough for 

the whole spiritual world 

to celebrate 

in great jubilation.

Love laugh, like;

It’s too noisy to add more noise

Too much sin for a sinner

To anymore perceive sin

Too a sinner to sin;

Too chaotic for chaos

For confusion, too confused;

Too a war-torned for quarrel,

Too weak to anything to hold,

Too a condemned to accuse,

Too a proud to ask forgiveness;,

Too out-spoken to speak.

Life’s too short;

I just need a li’l peace

‘fore the final rest to die.