This is from a friend who enjoys writing poetry !

Forsooth

I know that disbelievers, believe their thoughts are true

As strongly as I know, me and even you

Will one day find the answer, what happens when we die?

Your soul will sour to greater heights, as your body lies

See the death star rising, as your life force ebbs away

To try convince you otherwise, or your opinion sway

I will not enter in, where Angles fear to tread

Dear immortal Soul, they’ll find you, when you’re dead

In a blaze of wondrous glory, a host beside your bed

Will gently lift you up, these words inside your head

Will like a distant memory, awaken in your mind

As entering the Spirit World, this truth at last you’ll find.

                                                            Paul SoothSayer  Feb2006