I’ll Fly Away
This miserable world,
Where loved ones lie.
Where the innocent suffers,
And the good ones die.
Where hunger hurts,
And the body aches.
Where sadness prevails,
And fear takes control.
We crawl through this plane,
Like a worm on a leaf.
Consuming more and more,
And wasting away.
Till we sleep in darkness,
A worthless death.
To awake one-day,
Changed to new life.
Free to fly and float,
From beauty to beauty
On wings of love
With God in the wind.
Consuming blessings,
In eternal bliss.
Our former selves,
Never missed.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ His newest book is called “The Future is Coming” and is a collection of dystopian short stories.
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