Hell And Heaven
As I draw the last breath
I imbalance the scales of my good and bad deeds
The thought walks up to my chest
“Am I going to hell or am I going to heaven?”
I dive down six feet under
The fear of fiery hell sweats me out
Skin burns and rotten
The cell breaks and the blood dry
As the demon strips me, loud I scream and loud I cry.
Suddenly something pulls me up
I turn around to see the halo
The light emanating from its head
Wings arced high above its gracious chest
As the angel flies me high, loud I scream and loud I cry.
As the Scales of my deeds, inclines to left
I slip from the angel’s grip
But then scales of my deeds, inclines to right
And I slip from the demon’s grip.
“Do I have a choice?” I yell as the god sons stares at me
“Leave me alone” I shout “I don’t want to leave my home” I cry
The creatures with huge arced wings, simply stands and pry
Akhand Singh 