I´m not afraid of death, death has no fear.
I´m not proud of death, death has no cheer.
So why is it I´m so worried about death,
Is it the question I ask myself over again?
Is there really an after life?
Where is it I´ll go when I die?
From what I´m told burning flames or paradise.
And for some reason I get the idea,
that it doesn´t matter what I believe,
This question always comes to mind.
What is Life?