If we lead a virtuous life,
the angels will come down
and they take us to a heavenly place.
If we live with mal intentions,
a gruesome evil will reach for us
and drag our souls into the abyss.
But can we really believe all of this?
Is there really an existence after death?
Is Heaven merely a fabrication?
Is religion simply around to control the masses?
It’s all uncertain
Nothing is fully believable.
Nothing is fully probable.
Nothing is seemingly possible.
It all seems like a false ending…
The only thing that truly matters:
I am alive now.
I am still living.
Wow. You are talented. I love it. Thanks for your comment :) I enjoy reading your writing as well.
wow..what a very positive outlook in life.. as there is hope., , there's life..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All's I can say is 'WOW'. This is definitely your best poem yet!