Afterlife?
See my Skin
See my Religion
Look into my my Soul
Share my Vision
Your skin may be dark, mine may be white
Your religion might be wrong, mine may be right
I might be saved, and you might not
I may see heaven, you might not
But....
Maybe this life is all there is
And at the end itīs all we have
No afterlife, no pearly gates
At which St. Peter sits and waits
No hell below with raging flames
No sins where you must pay for shame
No devil with a fiery fork
As over flaming coals you walk
No god above your sins to judge
Entrance to heaven to begrudge
No clouds with angels floating high
Playing harps up in the sky
So.....
Make the most of what we have
Do not let your thoughts be misled
By colour, skin, creed or religion
That feed injustice, strife and division
