The Question We Can’t Answer
What happens when we die?
Do our souls float around in nothingness,
unaware of the world?
Do we ascend to heaven like Jesus did?
Or do we get another life?
A life to try again, to do better.
What happens when we die?
Do we live on in people’s hearts?
Or are we forgotten?
Do we get to see our loved ones?
Our sons and daughters grow up,
make mistakes, find love?
Is it hard?
What happens when we die?
Does it hurt to be dead?
Do we feel things the same way?
Do we see things that the living can’t see?
What happens when we die?
Do we haunt the living?
Does the living haunt us?
Does the dead talk
with others that have died?
What happens when we die?
Do we lose our sight or hearing,
touch or smell?
Forever?
What happens when we die?
Do we party with our loved ones?
With God?
Do you hear God?
See God?
Do we even know that we are dead?
Copyright © Garty Bowersox | Year Posted 2024
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