WHEN I WAS AWAKE
I heard cry of a lady
and other sobbing around
my friend relative and God knows who.
I opened my eyes
saw the moving Sky
In slow but mournful way
I took a step out
There, I was able to Fly
with small wings at my back.
Now I got my sence
I have left my beautiful shape
I now see my Body carried away
and was kept were it belong.
Now I am in wonder
When we come we cry
but when we go the life giver Cries!
With a slight smile I moved
to the sky.
Completing my mission on earth
And Heading to my eternal rest place.
now, HELL OR HEAVEN IS THE QUESTION
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