Where Are We Going Poem by Kay Moore

WHERE ARE WE GOING
By Kate Moore21-MAY-2018

Are you prepared, now hear me out,
What is this filmall about? .
Some may say good, and some may saybad.
Some will be happy, and some may be sad.

This here,is a movie as you're well aware,
It's all about death, of which we will share.
This is to put you in the mood,
So that to the screen, your eyes will be glued.

If we were given a choice, as to when we go,
Would it be fast, or would it be slow?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
Watch out my friends, deaths' a must!
We all are precious, but do take care,
As the grim reaper will find us, just anywhere..
You can't hide, as he will seek,
He'll knock you off your bloody feet.

He may come fast, and he may come slow,
Yet in the end, he's the boss, of the show.
Our remains, remain, that's for sure,
But where does the soul go, for evermore.
We often gaze there, myself and all,
The wonder of our universe, to be enthralled.

Or maybe there's somewhere, down below,
Where we're led to believe, it doesn't snow.
Yet the ancients say, there's a crossing to make,
Anubis will steer you across the lake!

Some will run, some will flee,
Not knowing where,they're ENDwill be.
Especially the one, we hate the most,
Is the fatal disease, that becomes our host.

Accident, or mis-adventure, is such a waste,
Yet for some they choose,suicide,in a quiet place.
And then, for many, there's sadly WAR,
Our brave hero's...... forever more.

Filled with horror, filled with sin,
Soon the movie will begin.
Maybe violence, or maybe grief,
Just sit back, relax, in your seat.