Reincarnation, or, Suppose
A 2015/7/10 undream poem by Chris Wayan
What if we do come back, each century?
Then which lobes of me are me?
Do I mistake mere family traits
But soul-recycling doesn't quite imply
Can't take it with us? So what? Who needs?
The Bard was wrong this time. The good we do,
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