If everyone in Heaven
unites with their high school crush,
it may not be Heaven
for their legal spouse.
Nor for their high school crush.
If everyone in Heaven
is debt-free, pain-free, worry-free,
it would hardly be Heaven
for bankers, doctors, therapists.
If every meal in Heaven
is crafted by Chef Ramsay
– served on a balcony overlooking Naples –
it may not be Heaven
for McDonald’s, Taco Bell, or IHOP.
Nor for Ramsay.
If my Heaven
is the ultimate perfection,
why is everyone
miserable?
(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, examines current events in the Blacklock’s tradition each and every Sunday)
