Ever Wondered About Death
Death is something we all fear
Yet, I’ve heard when you grow older the fear dissipates
Some think death is peaceful
Others think it’s their worst nightmare
Some say they will see the pearly gates open wide and God will be there waiting
Others say a fiery pit is in the midst of their future
Me, I don’t know
Could heaven and hell be a fabrication?
Or could they be truer than the sun?
Do each of us have a destiny nature follows?
So many questions…
Is it true that when you die your questions are answered?
Or is there bitter disappointment?
So many questions…
I guess the truth of the matter is only a deceased person can answer these questions
We are stuck in the dark until the final moments of our last breath.
Copyright © Brooke Allen | Year Posted 2012
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