There is a god

Written by: Cecil Sydney Hurt

I lay back without a cushion
Dressed handsome as I will be

There's no light or repercussion 
No light that I will see 

I have no issues with life as 
such , I loved it very much

The sound is clear I'm full of 
fear now how this happen to 

I thought this happened to 
people and and could never 
upon myself

I'm going to be judged the 
good deeds 
and that is all my wealth

Then I remember that crime I 
did do my time
I cheated even when I repayed 

Then I smile in my cot as I 
know I won't rot 
I see white cloaks approach 
and parade