The Unmade Bed pt. 2A Poem by sinNsincerityThe unmade bed. When you die you don’t go to heaven nor hell. You go to sleep. And once the lord calls your name, Heaven and hell are within shouting distance. This isn’t about death, But about life! Exposing the privilege we take here on earth Because it WILL affect the there. The dead know nothing. You are dead to the world when you go to bed Are you not? Awaiting the truth about death, But it won’t bring back love ones that have left. I’m sleeping now, While awaiting to be woken up from the dust. Your soul isn’t immortal and never will be after death, But the body will be resurrected And your spirit will follow. Though we will die, We will live! © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured Review
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