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Reincarnation -- A Poem...

Reincarnation -- A Poem 

What is reincarnation? a cowboy asked his friend

It starts, his old pal told him, when your life comes to an end

They comb your hair, they wash your neck, they clean your fingernails

And they put you in a padded box, away from life's travails

Now the box and you goes in the hole that's been dug in the ground

Reincarnation starts in, when you're planted 'neath that mound

Them clods melt down just like the box and you who's in the box inside

And that's when you begin your transformation ride

In awhile the grass will grow upon your rendered mound

Till someday upon that spot, a lonely flower is found

And then a horse may wander by and gaze upon that flower

That once was you and now has become your vegetated bower

Now the flower, the horse done eat along with his other feed

Makes bone and fat and muscle, essential to the steed

But there's a part that he can't use, so it just passes thru

And there it lies upon the ground, this thing that once was you

And if perchance, I should pass by and see this on the ground

I'll stop awhile and ponder at this object that I've found

And I'll think about reincarnation and life and death and such

But I'll come away concludin', why you ain't changed all that much!

Author Unknown