Worried About Dying Poem by Randy McClave

She was all worried about someday dying
Into tears she was crying,
About the life that she was leading and had led
And of course one day we all will be dead.

I told her to please remember this
As I thought it might calm her with bliss,
If you're worried about dying, then don't
To change it, you won't.
We will all live in the afterlife forever
In the end there is not never,
We will all die once and never no more
Whether you be rich, privileged or poor.
The Devil I told her is not dutiful
And the Devil can't make Hell beautiful
He is evil, manipulative and deceitful and cunning,
But, he can make the roads leading there quite stunning

Then I spoke with truthfulness and sensation
I told her if she must worry, then worry about location,
As the Bible does truthfully and honestly tell
Final destination, it is either Heaven or Hell.

Randy L. McClave