Heaven or hell or earth forever?
There is no in between
no common grounds for all
race and tribe alike
No lukewarm, you're either cold or hot.
It's either torment or peace
overwhelming sorrow or bliss.

Our lives are but a mist.
Here today but gone tomorrow.
Lighting like a candle flame
soon forgotten after a breeze.
We're vessels whose content by day diminishes
We're immortals in mortal bodies;
spirits residing in carnal frames.

We'll all succumb to the cold hands of death
back to the dust we shall return
Someday should Jesus return
and the day of judgment comes
all will be equal before the law
none will be dimmed too big for the blade.

What we live in is then a mystery
in this God forsaken world
as if it's our final destination
as if we have nowhere to proceed to next.
We lay our treasures here
as if termites won't reach them
chasing after everything the world has to offer
forgetting that when all is said and done
it's the eternity that is calling unto us
so we better prepare for it...© ceazar