'' Life After Death '' Poem by Bri Mar

It's time to go,
To where I don't know,
Another step in the journey called life,
Is it up above or down below,
Joy or an eternity of strife.

Who will ultimately say,
Where I go to stay,
That's if there's anything at all,
Could it be it's all one-way,
With no-one to answer your call.

There is no proof,
But you can't be aloof,
Are you willing to deny it's all true?
Then again it may well be a spoof,
In that case there's nothing to rue.

Those in existence,
Do hate resistance,
But Heaven comes with no guarantee,
They claim it does with dogged persistence,
But to them you must pay a fee.

What the majority dictate,
Isn't up for debate,
They're no more than a criminal cartel,
Remember these people leave nothing to fate,
It's their way or you'll end up in Hell.

What you want to believe,
Is for you to conceive,
It's more than their egos they feed,
Their only aim is to totally deceive,
Their kingdoms are based solely on greed.

To get you fired,
It's Satan they've hired,
He'll be there as you take your last breath?
While alive, do all you've desired,
Don't worry about,

‘' Life After Death ‘'