Some of Us Are Getting Out of Here Alive!

I felt my heart beat slow today

At ninety one I need to pray

“Will my guilty soul be free

Will forgiveness surround me

Will I get my eyesight back

Will you give me joints intact

Can I have my memories

The names and places I did see

Will you give me lungs to breathe

And all the beauty You conceived

I asked the Lord and he replied

"Yes my child, welcome inside"

Then my burdened heart relaxed

Now there was no going back

I am sharper than a knife

No more worries no more strife

Young strong and looking good

I love this awesome neighborhood!

So much more that can't be said

It is all right when you are 'dead.'

We will understand one day

And some already know His way

That we don't even have to try

In our own ways we all will die

Dying by the bitter cold

Murdered, starved or just plain old

Will you die behind the wheel

Or overdose to ‘just not feel’

Darwin Awards are never fun

Be ready when your death time comes