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Here is a poem, I wrote a few weeks enjoy!
I laid there silent and cold
As the world continued on
Under the surface of where people walk
Talked and embraced
Clueless of what will happen next
After the service where people throw dirt
Upon the new bed, I now lay on
I am dead as a doorknob
I can’t think of the memories
I once had.
Or the sweet and soft touch of my beloved.
Will I go to heaven or hell?
Before we die, we look at two options
Chained and tortured in hell forever
Or fellowshipping with Jesus and deceased loved ones.
I for one do not skip a heartbeat
I know I will go to heaven
I believe Him as the One True God
His Son came down to earth
He chose me with the filth
And wickedness, I carry.
Lord willing, He will open the gates of heaven
And greet me with open arms
And now you are questioning
If I know if I will see my loved ones in heaven
And no, I don’t.
But I trust Him.
There comes a time
Where we will die or
We find out that someone close died
Its a sad time but we should rejoice
That we will meet again in heaven.
Death, a thing which is unnatural in our way of life
A thing we shouldn’t take lightly
Created by our ancestors
The founding father of man, Adam
And ourselves for we are from him.
We were tempted by the serpent
To disobey God
For we believed that we would become a
Godlike such like
Our Father who made
But it was lies.
Now we are dead.
Under the ground
Cold and alone
Preparing for our judgment
The time is drawing near
And whether or not
We will be under grave
Is a question
That will be soon answered.