‘Quite literally, one man’s perfect heaven is
another’s absolute hell’
I’ll always be with her in those early days back when we
traveled lightly far and wide together
She’ll spend most of our time at the tiny cottage by the
lake where her tulips opened every spring
Saint Mother wants nothing more than to be able to dote upon
her dead son, for all time
He most surely rots in hell for his lifelong addiction to
violent crime and various drugs
His vision of heaven was just to be left alone with his own
solitary pursuits
She had always wanted to meet and to really get to know him
intimately
All 5 of the dogs we had thru the years, will, of course, be
a part of our afterlife
Somehow we shall be able to always pay sole attention to
each of them, all at the same time
The fondest family dream of one of the kiddies was just to
all be together once again
For Mommie and Daddie, just seeing each other again would be
part of their burning in hell
I wont hear you blatting your fool Harley thru eternity as I
slip quietly thru the forests
My children’s mother never forgot me, but I’ll be with the
trophy wife who conned me
I always hated my lazy, fat, foul-mouthed sister-in-law, but
loved my darling spouse
They got along so well that, of course, she shall dwell
right next door to us in paradise
I remembered my brother best when we were boys, bluegill
fishing at the cottage
In my kids heaven there is the beery uncle who smilingly
picked them up with one giant hand
He relaxed in the garden of delights as promised by his
beloved Quoran
We will dwell, of course, in the house of our fundamentalist
lord in a puffy Christian heaven
Their Jihadi suicide martyrs lay forever with 17 virgins in
a paradise of Sharian ease
From our heavenly vantage point we watch them suffer in a
hell where they must always remain
They went on to unknowably more punishing rebirths but with
at least a hope of eventual escape
I, however, was condemned to hell forever for my puny acts
in but a single wasted lifetime
His favorite team would always reign as champions in his
lamely shallow idea of paradise
Likewise, all the hated enemy’s fans would find the same
vapid dream coming true as well
Each one true god’s heaven must surely be separated from
those of the other unbelievers
But all men shall dwell together in brotherhood and
understanding in eternal paradise
The blind shall finally see the human form in all its colors
and arrangements
The appearance of the fat, ugly or deformed will somehow be
invisible or unimportant
Will his fondest dreams of golf and new cars come true or
will he be meaningfully enriched at last?
Must I somehow learn to accept and find I love all those
many I could not stand my entire life?
Will the dead know our bygone futures and will we know all
the dirty secrets of their pasts?
There must be something in the illegible fine print of their
disclaimers that we don’t yet understand
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