where do you imagine
you will end up,
on the right side of hell or
the wrong side of heaven?
when all you have sown finally reaps
the guilt & regrets finally laid to peace
with only the remembrance of
benevolence of your acts,
none malevolent
where did you hid your skeletons,
in the second floor closet or
held in secret by a prophet?
where do you imagine
you will end up,
on the right side of hell or
the wrong side of heaven?
when they come knocking,
looking for the man who did nothing
except the charities he created,
out of people
and left them for the mocking
oh, you must be sad,
watching from below
looking at the spider web of your lies
no one to break them or hoist them
in the light of your disappearance.
was it all a game, a gamble to live or lose?
all bets cashed in on the lives of young,
who were still small ones
where do you imagine
you will end up,
on the right side of hell or
the wrong side of heaven?
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