The Light Is Coming On

How much of
what we do,
or worse,
“should do,”
is deemed
to be
in payment of
a debt,

by the Arbiters
of Holy Books or
The Keepers of
Accounts,
or worse,
deemed so by
ourselves?

We walk about
as debtors,
always
in the red,
feeling
overdrawn and
preyed upon
by the
debt collectors
of the
Soul.

Or maybe it’s
just me.

In any case
the light is
coming on,
as late in life
as it may be.

The only debt
we ever owed
was paid,
in full,

that first
moment
we gasped
a breath and
wriggled free,

that first
moment
we agreed
to be.

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