Many Mansions
Come the final judgement day
the judge may be yourself,
no matter if you lived your life
in poverty or wealth.
Released at last from earthly bonds,
your soul then free to roam
you’ll seek a final resting place
that you will make your home.
Depending on your spirit’s wealth
now measured by your god,
your final dwelling will depend
on earthly pathways trod.
There’s many mansions in this land
where kindred souls unite,
from those who rest in perfect peace
to those in torturous night.
I’m sure you’ll get your just reward
whatever that may be,
for you’ll have chose the place you stay
for all eternity.
Ivor G Davies
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