The human heart is a stone
Gods and Devils try to make us their own
but we would rather be left alone
Is There a life after that
Is time just a crack
I guess once your there there's no turning back
where do people go when they die
do they go to a lake of fire and frie
maybe heaven's just a lie
Where do people go mommy
mommy said they go outside
mommys going to cry
mommy doesn't lie
mommys always right
when people die they go outside
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem