the poetry of the universe
eric asked: what happens when I die
he wanted to know my spiritual values
rotting?
tiny little things
hidden away for people who pay attention
it all just stops
I will be watching
to see if you are right
death continues to be like life
what you make it
pay attention to falling asleep
your consciousness continues
but where
that's what they call heaven
you have a time to die
people who are scared of death
are scared that they will go before their time
how can you avoid something like fate
that's why I don't believe
we'd all be lumps of clay
waiting to be molded into our destiny
I'm waiting to be molded into Gumby
fmagically posted by hilde~tilde at 8:12 PM | more pohms