Abraham Versus Dharma By S. A. David

Death cogitates:

“The moment the red man
Let the mother of all convince him
I set in
I was activated
I became their punishment, your consequences, your ways

You sought solaces
A hope, comfort, escape route
You think and believe I’ll die
Expire and no longer trouble you
You cook up many cookings

The other accepted me, perhaps
A potent hand that stays
Behind nature, very potent.
Me, you can always cheat, not always

‘We will be given new bodies
We’ve been died for
The Lamb paid the price with red flow
The Baby-Sheep loves us dearly
The Crown raises us and delivers to us eternal temples’

‘Decades ago I was Hitler
Centuries ago I was Shakespeare
Millennia ago I was Moses
Aeons ago I was Adam’

They talk and preach
They sing and inspire
They motion and convince
Reincarnation is good
Resurrection is great.”