6.7.17



Where we go when we die
Is only up to God to decide
You think it is heaven or it is hell
But you would be wrong
Well hell for some...
For the rest, we sleep
We are in paradise
We have no thought
And all time stops
We do not dream
All pain is gone
Look to King Solomon, the wisest of all
Ecclesiastes to be exact
Or how bout Saul who awakened the dead
Disturbing the rest of Samuel 
Do not speak to the dead or raise them yourself
Leave them to be to rest in that peace 
Let the dead bury their own dead
Let them go, depart from them
For the hour will come
Peace will be nomore 
The trumpet call, will raise their sleep 
Judgement day of tears of God
to the pearly gates 
Or the gnashing of teeth 
That my friend is the beginning 
or the end of us all' 
Until then though, sleep well

Sherry McNelis

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