Poem -

D E A T H

D E A T H

Where do people 
Go when 
They die 
Cry -
Rolling into heaven 
Where do people 
Go when 
They die?
?
 ǝᴉp ʎǝɥ┴
 uǝɥʍ oפ
 ǝldoǝd op ǝɹǝɥM
 uǝʌɐǝɥ oʇuᴉ ƃuᴉlloɹ
- ʎɹƆ
 ǝᴉp ʎǝɥ┴
 uǝɥʍ oפ
 ǝldoǝd op ǝɹǝɥM
?
Where do people 
Go when 
They die 
Cry -
Rolling into heaven 
Where do people 
Go when 
They die? 

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Jai...

It depends on a couple of things...

First, what do we believe in?

Second, we each don't exactly know until we get there...

The Righteous say we can sin and be forgiven, and we get a ticket to Heaven...

Yes, God is a loving and forgiving God, but people use the idea as a license to sin...
(For the Believers)

I believe that as much as I believe if there's really a Hell there's no Angels there...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Jai Masters

No Hell's Angels because they're wearing leather jackets and ride motorcycles ? here upon this earth - what is upon this earth is a lot of good mixed with a lot of evil - where is Salvation and where is Justice. Thank you Sparrow for thoughtful comments. 
Best from Jai:) 

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