The Hamlet Project

Wouldn’t a Christian wish to see his enemy in heaven anyway?
Like, with forgiveness and all that stuff?
But I suppose it’s like having a nemesis follow you somewhere
Maybe become more successful
Like, if you’re swimmers and you meet at the Olympics
Except he wins the gold and you get the bronze and of all the people to encounter
in the pool, it had to be him. Damn it! He’s everywhere! And you hope, at least in death, you will be free of him
But then, there is he, already at the pearly gates
Wearing a designer halo
Handing out the wings.