Where do we go after we die?

Imagination was triggered.

It's a question left unanswered

"Where do we go after we die?"

A lot have said their responses

Where DO we go after we die?

When I was born, I am here

When I was sad, it was clear

There was no end to the loneliness

Where do we go after we die?

There was no end to the pain

Trapped in forever punishments

What must become of this life?

Where do we go after we die?

The question left unanswered

The people answer randomly

The confusion struck many

Some giving the wrong philosophy

As many have responded,

Answers were mixed

This is what I answer,

We go somewhere when we die.

But it depends on the person 

Whether he should stand up again

One cannot expect death.

Author's Note

A question that we all want to answer.

Reviews

[Legendary]

Yes, it is true that this is a question our little minds want to answer because we certainly don't know what will happen in the future. This is indeed something we ought to think about because it is surely a mystery. People sometimes answer the question but give the wrong philosophy and answers and others share what they think about it but then it will lead to confusion because this question only needs the correct answer(s). This is a good poem, to be honest. It made me think so broadly. Good job! Keep up the good work. Let your poetic skills touch the minds of many.

[Coyote Poetry]

My joke is when we died. There is a Cat sitting and judging us. In the old Middle East Cats were treated like God. I believe we must do our best to be kind. Help the people we can. Hope for something better. A excellent poem. A poem with no proper answer.
Coyote

[there is no more from m..]

well done a question i think about sometimes good job

[Joe]

this is really good. I ask the same question and never can come up with a clear answer. Great job! Keep it up!