Do Not Be Afraid
by Tom King
One clings to life like a Texan at the Alamo
Knowing death is coming for certain.
Knowing that the end is inevitable.
Not knowing what's beyond death's curtain.
Another knows for sure there's nothing
Because there is no order to his universe.
Death is little more that sinking back to dust.
No meaning, nothing better nothing worse.
Beside him stands another knowing naught
But that rest lies beyond the catacomb
A Lazarus sleep, a dreamless waiting
For Him who will call us one day home.
In the end we all get what we want.
Eternal nothing, pain and flame,
Or eternal life if that's what you accept.
God gives us if we want it all the same.
The universe does not need a place to torture
Sinners forever as if God's love's restrained.
Like some vindictive celestial Hitler.
Who cannot live without a place of pain..
When the fires finally burn themselves out
Darkness gone all that's left will be light.
No more suffering no envy, evil, death
All heaven scrubbed, eternally, clean and bright
© 2022 by Tom King
Greater poets than I have tried to figure out about heaven and hell and whether there even is such a thing. I come down on the side that believes evil does not have to exist to "balance" good, God does not need the Devil. Happiness does not need sadness to be happiness. The devil would like you to believe he is essential to the universe. He is not. The whole point of Earth is to get us to a perfect universe. Unless Hell burns itself out, it would always be a blot on a perfect universe. - Tom
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