Hour 6: Level

If you peered over the edge of the earth

Do you know what you’d see?

What you could hope to find?

 

You’d see graveyards filled with the bottoms of gravestones

A constant tripping hazard

A minefield

 

You wouldn’t find flowers or trees or bushes

Just root systems and thorns

All intertwined

 

You’d find not a single heartbeat

No shining sun

No life

 

But you’d find love, nonetheless

Everywhere you looked

Your mother, father, husband, wife

Everyone you lost for good

 

And in the darkness and the shadows

The world would seem so bright

And though the sun would not exist

You’d bathe in something’s light

 

If the earth isn’t flat, then tell me why they lied

I mean, that’s what we call it, right?

When someone that we love has died?

They’re not gone forever

They’re simply on the other side

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