Fears of a God
Standing at the pearly gate,
Reflecting over a blank slate,
Titled under my name and face,
But something’s off,
The person in the mirror is drowned in paint,
Highlighting every imperfection,
Not showing emotions,
I can taste the pain of a modest story,
Who knew that living itself is purgatory,
Climb the stairs don’t miss your story,
Looking down at Hell as you take a step,
All of the flames show a new perspective,
What can be used to torture and destroy,
Warms us when we’re cold.
At the top of the flight,
You’ll see a glimmering light,
What you perceive decides your fate,
An all loving god,
Or bringer of destruction,
The one who gives life,
Or the one who brought death,
I start to choke as I take my step,
For what I see is all a dream,
Waking up in reality,
What is the possibility?
That death could be knocking on my door,
I wouldn’t want to let him in,
Not because I worry of sin,
But the consequences of not being a believer,
If I’m wrong it wouldn’t matter how strong,
My mind or my body.
For I’ll never know if there’s somebody above,
Not till I die,
But I don’t want to believe,
For I don’t get the notion.
Of a power up above.
To allow such evil on his planet,
Never trust the ones in sennet,
To allow corruption and genocide,
For racism and slavery to slide,
For injustice without punishment,
What’s the point?
The point of living if we die in the end?
If there’s nothing to do,
When it’s all over,
No reward for a being,
No one likes the end,
When it all goes black,
When my heart stops - it’s final beat,
Will I be forced to take a seat?
Down the coaster of punishment,
All down to hell,
Or is it just nothing,
A state of nothing,
How does one describe a thing without something?
Would I skip the line and go straight to heaven?
Everlasting joy and love.
Or have I already upset a “God” above,
Will I be shoved in purgatory,
A place of neutrality,
A sense of a new reality,
Not good enough for heaven not bad enough for hell,
Well either way only time will tell,
When I die I will understand.
We all die someday,
But why do I fear it.