The End

You live a life and die when you do Family and friends have a prayer for you They cry and grieve and soon they accept That it’s easier to go with life and forget Then soon they themselves will depart and pass on Until even the memory of you is gone You become a nameless face in a book Meaningless to anyone who even cares to look It hurts to think this is the end Of life for you your family your friend This why people cling to their prayer Although there might be no one up there It’s better than nothing is what I can see But heaven or hell it’s the same to me Hope if I wake up after I’m dead I can slap god on the back of his head