The Riches and Debts of Life
Your present life will determine your eternal fate.
If you become doers of the word such as Samaritans,
Then you will be welcomed by the Savior.
Once you hear the tears rushing down the faces of others,
Your time on earth has expired.
Your spirit will gently float up through the clouds,
Like a slowly rising balloon.
This is when you will meet the Heavenly father,
Who has patiently been waiting for your arrival.
When accepted, you will hear a beautiful melody
Like those of an angels choir.
If you wander about the earth such a lost sheep
You will be greeted by the Devil.
Once you hear the quiet whispers of the wind,
Your time on earth has expired.
If you fall swiftly like a feather,
Your spirit is passing below the hot molten lava.
This is when you will meet Lucifer,
Who is rejoicing over your fall.
When entering, you will hear yells and screams
Like those of a dieing animal.
For some Death is the end.
For others Death is only the beginning.
Plum=Metaphor
Gold=Personification
Sky Blue=Simile
4 comments:
hey bri!!!!!!! lol! love how you contrasted heaven and hell and how you made it like the same. (if that made sense.) really poetic. and i looooove the names of the colors!!!!!! plum, sky blue,and gold! i love you!!!
Gabriella!! it is beautiful wonderful poem. wow it is really great. i can imagine the situation really easily!!!
hey thnx it was cool how u used samaritans as an allusion to the good samaritan
hi thos is nicole.my mom works with your mom.i read the poem and i love it.
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