The After1 min 512 1 min 512
Lay me to rest six feet deep,
Lower and lower my soul shall creep.
Not bound by love nor earthly ties,
Coser and closer to the furnace of cries.
Images of life start to fade away,
No heart, no mind and nothing to say.
I could feel the heat as I near the core,
Swooping up before me, a skull studded door.
Thunderous sounds and screams so loud,
Out came the doorman wrapped in a black shroud.
"It's time for you to enter the flame",
He pointed at me and called out my name.
I could see the fire blazing, O' horrid sight,
All burnt in it, men, women and children alike.
In that anguish, I called out a name,
A white light descended that blocked out the flame.
The doorman grew angry and shouted with rage,
There came gentle hands that pulled me out of his cage.
Held by two hands, I entered the light,
I knew I was crying but I had no sight.
Tears on my cheeks and a soft touch on my face,
I realized it was my mother by her soothing embrace.
Then came a sound, it was off my first little toy,
Someone beside me whispered, "congratulations it's a boy ".