without our knowledge
or requested compliance,
we are, all of us being
weighed in the balance,
~
the dust, to which we
will surely be returned
may be either fertilized
or sterilized by this
measurement of worth,
~
the religious may extol
good versus evil, the
atheist would say it’s
either luck or loss,
~
purgatory is a place
of dreams, half-asleep,
half-awake where
deeds are measured
fair or foul
just or jinxed,
~
transfixed and
powerless to re-write wrongs,
we are held in a spectator’s
torment, forced to crawl
through the clawing fingers
of the past, one eye
on our daemons
the other on the scales,
~
think carefully
as you move amongst
your fellow men, think
scales, balance and dust
© Graham R Sherwood 4/24
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