Heaven

And so he talks of heaven.  But WHY cannot he NOT enter his neighbor’s abode?

Covetous of his wife, lust badly hidden.  Pride in thought, the secret never known.  His weight, his value in pounds and cent.  Respect and love bought perhaps, but all false, and all a lie.

To sit on the step outside and talk of heaven besides.

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