Where's My Watermelon? _____ AKSHR

Where's My Watermelon?

 

A farmer believes 

what goes down must come up.

I believed that too.

I used to believe a lot of things.

I believed in God,

the goddamned devil,

and the third thing—the one I couldn't name.

Without knowing it then, 

I still know it now: there is no painless death.

Without knowing it then, I know now there is no deathless pain.

This is what I know now:

that what goes down must come up.

_____ AKSHR