The Future of Heaven

Generation after generation

the souls come to their reward.

Once pristine open spaces fill.

The white clouds darken with debris.

Heat rises from the throngs.

Past solutions become foul

from overcrowding and eternal use.

The restless make exigent demands

to innovate and open another franchise.

Or, facing reality,  end and repurpose

the blue globe they all once enjoyed.

Sensing opportunity, the other place

advertises for visitors, promising

a more relaxed situation.

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