Too Many

Too many philosophies to live one's life

Too many atrocities to test one's faith

Too many shortcuts to test one's patience

Too many religions that make man stray

Too may wrongs have benched most rights 
To maintain some specific balances, heaven and hell was created.

We judge and speculate where specific people belong because of their actions.

Death will surely reveals individual's final abode
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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