AfterlifeA Poem by OlumegbonWhat happens next when we die?
All souls are snatched the same,
Background doesn't change a thing, Is there really a place of doom? Where all sinners are condemned to, Or just a conscience to judge, And not a fantasy of an heavenly place of love, Is there really a higher being, Or just a bunch of misguided beings, Will thy righteous ways be regretted, For the pleasure of the flesh was neglected, Do souls really live on, When we still never hear from our lost ones, Is earth really a sojourn, When it's our only known home, Do our consciousness also decay, Because in our demise we are never really aware, Is death the destination, Or a passage to an expectation. © 2016 OlumegbonAuthor's Note
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