Heaven Unmasked

I walk the streets of heaven all alone blinded by the alabaster GOLD searching for the God of endless names. The streets are empty under quarantine the clouds all closed no angels in the fluff. While hell is flaming still in merriment. I wonder - was I chosen or just sent? There are no children here they took a pass refusing to accept salvation's splash. All the flags are white no rainbows here wherever GOD went to he isn't here. I somehow breeched the barriers of faith and scalped a season ticket to this place. The angel's wings are tied behind their backs cuz they refused to wear the foolish masks. They say the thunder's just GOD getting grouchy Because he's not as powerful As Dr FAUCI. John G. Lawless 5/31/2020