paper straws
banned by President Fart
oil barons rejoice
© Rachel Green February 2025
A portal into Heaven I can create
with pigment ground from dust of Angel's wings
A passage way to aid lost souls in flight
and succour to the dying, soon it brings.
For every doorway framed in canvas here
brings comfort for the passage of the dead
and with seven trumpets ready to make cheer
The Gates of Heaven open wide instead.
First the white horse sallies forth, and then the red
with sword and flame to crush the sinners here,
the dark horse bringing famine to our bed;
a pale horse offers death to child and peer.
And what could halt the ending of the world
except the Gates of Hell, in paint unfurled.
© Rachel Green February 2025
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