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Paid Immortality...

Paid Immortality...

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...While standing in a long

Never lasting queue

At supreme’s palatial home


A feeble call

Entered my

(y)ears


“Hey!

It will be eons

Till you reach the hell

In there

I can make it faster”


“Why do you say that?

And

Who the hell are you?”


“Do not ask

Who I am

Just say ‘yes’ or ‘no’

To my offer

Mortal”


Confused

I stood my ground

On deciding


With a sigh

I gave up

On waiting


“Okay!

What’s the deal?”


“Handover all that you have

Not under the skies

But

Under the table

Where I tell you

And

Wait for your turn

In coming centuries”


“That’s not a good deal

I cannot wait”


“Waiting is prerequisite

My beloved”

“I see

Leave it


I said

I cannot wait


I would rather

Speak with angels to let me in

Instead of sweetening you, yama”


“The so called angels

Wouldn't entertain you at all

They are busy

Tallying inducements

Collected to date

Which I passed on to them

Mortal”


Still confused


Standing there

I decided to quit

Queuing-up

For

Paid immortality...



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