What If
What if the heaven we are told about doesn't exist,
What if it's a place we see only in our dreams .
Who has ever went there and came back ?
Who has ever seen hell with his naked eyes ?
What if we are not scared of death
We are scared of losing all the things we are used to .
Waking up surrounded by oceans ,
And Sharing this world with the loved ones
What if,
I'm not scared of laying there one man .
With my body being wrapped in suits inside a woody bed ,
But I'm afraid of being given another names that I'm not familiar with.
I'm not judging the creation of mankind ,
I'm not a soul with eyes blind ,
I am a soul wearing curiosity .
What if we are scared ?
What if we are not afraid ?
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2020
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