Four poems

Death and Money in Dialogue

One cannot serve both God and you, it's said.

You hold yourself quite high to believe your service serves the One.

It does not always, but fear of me resembles fear of Him, as destinies resemble origins.

All men will see you, but not all will meet me.

All die but not all die well.

Tis harder to gain me than find you. To you, men sh…