HEAVEN

julianogollo

      A heaven

            A place to race into

            A space full of grace

            A place, to chase, after your grave, based on grace, traced in our religions, face the god,

Who has a bass sound, face the juries of the afterlife, while they keep the pace of a long

Case of a lifetime.

Heaven, what I cannot reach

What I cannot teach

What I cannot preach about

It is paradise that I cannot see

The lord made us blind, that’s why we see this foolish world, blue and hot like a blue star.

Heaven, a place of dream

Followed up with beliefs and themes

It’s like a scene of a movie

Running like a stream

  • Author: julianogollo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 13th, 2017 14:37
  • Category: Religion
  • Views: 15


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