Ask This Question Does It Rain In Hell---

ASK THIS QUESTION DOES IT RAIN IN HELL---

Often times I’m reminded of myself;
I am just a vapor a soul/spirit breath;
Now I must get over it;
Must be held accountable of all of this;

What is it?

Seems like I’ll live forever;
Seems like I’ll never die:
Seems like my virtues are predestinated;
Often times I cry
Though the tears in my eyes come flowing down;
Sobbing sweat of my brow, tears continue to fall to the ground;

What is it?

A rebellion, a chastisement, punishment for all my wrongs;
Angels with harps high pitch-voices singing along;

Now I must get over it;
I am beholding to it;
Married to my sins and shame;
And in my divorcement, my choice is sent;
Seems like my virtues are predestinated;
Often times I cry
Seems like I’ll live forever;
Seems like I’ll never die:
Seems like my virtues are predestinated;
I AM DEAD my breath is gone I’ve closed my eyes;

08/24/18

Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2018©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Jordan Avatar
August 24, 2018 at 3:21 PM
Nice read! Very sad though. I think our hearts have all faced these questions..
Lee Sr. Avatar
August 24, 2018 at 3:32 PM
Ever so true, let us not awaken in the wrong place and be forever punished eternally wondering what if?? thanks for stopping by... =D James
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