Heaven And Hell - Poem by sarah sorkin
'Heaven is where the streets are made of gold,
you never age or grow old.
there are no secrets in heaven,
Heaven is full of give or take,
life is hell if you live in a shell.
heaven is like a flower blossoming in the spring.
but my heaven does not exist above the clouds,
the place of everlasting life.
I'm living in hell, cant you tell.
MY hell is full of hate, cries and prejudice lies.
where there is need there is always greed.
hell is full of poverty...so much hunger and having no food.
hell is war, hell is fear.
hell makes you feel lonely
till you get down on your knees and pray for that one heaven.
where the flowers grow wild,
once again your a child
the weather is always warm and chill.
heaven is where we can be free
heaven cant you see?
But me I'm stuck in between heaven and hell,
but only when I'm with you.
when i look into your eyes as we meet.
its the greatness of our touch as we share our love.
MYYY heaven is you babe
My true love.
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