The afterlife is obvious, it must be there
Because without it we would all be stones,
No need to have a brain, no need to fear,
No need to bury loved one's bones.
Now do I think this or is it my heart?
I shrug, but think: from here we have to start.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a little gem. Very well done. Raynette