We Prepare Our Own Heaven Our Own Judgement Poem by Terence George Craddock

now the peacemaker was dead murdered so up to heaven he went
he was greeted with music beautiful songs laughing happy people
lots of hugs kisses beautiful flowers yes just a typical day in heaven
being a country boy he decided not to live in the city he chose one
of many paradise suburbs of heaven all were an exceptional paradise
why well war in heaven had ended long ago and all war loving angels
had been cast out these fallen angels were now demons making a hell
on earth and all had many fan followers so paradise in heaven was

paradise because there was no war there the peacemaker had
with a healthy stride walked up to heaven along a narrow path
in the distance he could just see a wide road many Christians
and atheists many still carrying a few rocks they had not had
a chance to throw at anyone surprised they were too often not
allowed in to heaven apparently God had been serious about

the thy shall not kill war rule after all the excuses we were just
sitting on the fence did not fly well either some rule about love
thy enemy and do unto others as you would have them do unto
you yes heaven had banned war hate anger revenge heaven
promoted love thy neighbour forgive those who have sinned
against you show a little kindness themes but the rock carriers
with hard hearts did not really get it we prepare our own heaven
our own judgement while back on earth we will be what we want

to be in the end was true we were free to make choices
those choices made us what we were are some of us
like Dorean Grey did not look so good in rearview mirrors


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock