Paradise Poem by Sotirios Skoufis

A single room
With mountain view
A single room
It is for few

Here with my dad
The 2 of us
It's his last hours
He'll take the bus

He'll take the plane
To out of here
Adam to blame
Heaven is near

He'll be in heaven
With all the saints
It is eleven
There are no complaints

He is so quiet
His eyes are blurry
His body soon
I'll have to bury

His soul will leave
And it will rise
Soon he will be
In Paradise

He has a mansion
It is so big
He'll reaches earth
With his bare feet