After this world,
of turmoil and strife
waits a better place,
in the afterlife.
A place where peace
and goodness reside.
Where all is holy,
and purified.
No anger or evil,
no hurting or pain.
Nor fear or anguish,
on that Heavenly plain.
Every song sung,
is one of praise.
Its where I pray I'll spend
my eternity days.
2002
a great way to describe the afterlife.
Beautiful poem. Keep up the good work!