Afterlife, a poem by Joan McNerney at



written by: Joan McNerney


They tell me it’s really important
to think about your afterlife
otherwise known as your salvation.

Why do this? You could leave it up
to chance and a lot could be said for
that “go with the flow” attitude.

On the other hand, there is no harm in
praying as a sort of insurance policy…
provided you don’t go too overboard.

Being born once was enough for me.
Who wants to be born a second time?
(I’m praying NOT to be born again.)

No more bad bones, bad breathing,
bad feet, bad doctors, bad jobs.
No more triple pneumonia of the brain.

If I must exist in the material realm,
please let me be a beam of light.
circling in that starry stratosphere.

O great beamer, beam your light on me,
beam me up out of here to become a
bright light winking back at our universe!

Joan McNerney

Joan McNerney

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Blueline, and Halcyon Days. Three Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane Press Publications have accepted her work. Her latest title is The Muse in Miniature, available on Amazon and Cyberwit.
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