The Moment of Death

The Moment Of Death

What is going to happen?
What will I see after I take my last breath?
Will there be those who have gone before me
There to welcome me and make me feel safe
Unrecognizable to me they look as they did in their prime
They try to talk
Reach out for me but I do not know them
Will it be a world of fire and smoke?
Spirits screaming as their bodies are ripped apart
Will there be anyone to listen to my prayers?
Will God meet me or is Anubus the image I will see?
Can Osiris take me into an eternal paradise?
Will I change into another life?
An infant to loving parents or an animal who wander the forests
Will my spirit be trapped in my body?
Entombed in darkness in a sealed box
Is there really a bright light that I will walk into?
A paradise or a hell
No one knows or maybe they will not tell
They might be keeping it secret so we will fear death
Will I know before that moment when my life ceases?
Maybe there is nothing
Nothing to see
Nothing to fear
Just nothing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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January 9, 2012 at 2:21 AM
I wish you as a sincere friend and admirer, before your life ceases and you find the answer, one mere mortal to reach out and share Paradise with you! Rob you are on a roll keep up the splendid work! You certainly get this little mind thinking and questioning.
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