Looking

Some are looking for God

In ancient texts and books

And legends, studying

Scientific theories,

Some are looking for

Things, the heavy

Wealthy material, the

Stuff to retire on,

Some are looking for

Something to look for,

Many are just being

Not looking at all,

Brings to mind a gnarly

Old man who interrupted

A philosophical discussion

Some years ago,

Look, he said, you’re

Already in hell you just

Don’t know that you’re here,

I guess death is the

Ticket out someone replied,

Let me tell you about

Reincarnation the old

Man growled,

I smiled as I got on

The bus and sat next to a

Beautiful lady in a see

Through silk blouse and

Smelling of wild summer

Flowers and sunshine.

Why are you smiling, she

Asked,

We are in heaven and

Most of us don’t know that

We’re here, I replied,

Then when you die

You’ll be leaving, she smiled,

I whispered into the sexiest

Ear ever,

What do you know about

Reincarnation.

Stephen Nesbitt ©