Poetry

Everybody Has to Die Sometime Says

my Sunday School teacher, who should know, she’s
25 and that’s not young, not compared
to my ten-years-old so she’s way ahead
of me or is that way behind, any
-how one day I’ll join her, especially
if I go to Heaven like she will, I
might go to Hell instead, of course, all my
sinning-and-grinning so I must get saved
she says so I say Yes ma’am so we pray
on our knees even but when we rise she’s
got two red spots and in Sunday School class
today it was all about stig-ma-ta
and I almost asked her to let me see
her side to check for a spear-wound there but
that would be indecent and I’m damn sure not.

                                         

      ~Gale Acuff

           Palestine

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