Who has been betrayed?
If not the waiter
Who has not been floored?
If not a rug

Who is not despised?
If not the bland
Who is not insulted?
If not a sweet

Who is not surrounded?
But just a ball
Who is not delayed?
But just a fall

Whom am I?
Nothing but a letter
What are U?
But just a letter too

Who is always away
But never on the road?
Where is the path not taken
But only left behind?

Where are seekers
not to be found?
Where is freedom
Never to be trapped?

I believe, in heaven
all things are just
When the earth is no more,
no beings are but dust.


A Lunde Garden of Eden
Anderson's Lumberyard
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