God’s Waiting Room 

by Kenn Storck

 

Take a number.

Have a seat.

Join the many.

Feel free to greet.

 

Jack, over there

who longs to go,

sits by door #3.

Things are often slow.

 

Or, Mary, down the lane

of seats is in a hurry.

She loves to read

about her husband, Harry.

 

John, down this corridor

loves long walks

with Madeline

who ceaselessly talks.

 

Max, a dog of many years.

Yes, they wait, too,

with canine peers

for their master dear.

 

The waiting room

is every where

for those 70 plus

but be aware:

 

We despise the rush

of those who refuse

the latest vaccine.

We’ve had a deluge!

 

And war victims

are not for us.

Yet, we process them

when we must.

 

The room is meant

for generations passing,

for memories

that are everlasting.

 

So, you enter now

at three score and ten

your turn will come

this is not the end.