What Comes After?

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The questions linger as I go about my day,
The liquid that leaks out of my skin pores,
Is a big hint to my struggles,
Come rain or sunshine, there I stood, lifting,
Pushing and doing all that is necessary for living.


The more I toil today, the more I resume the next day,
With the body, mind, and soul, ready to start the days work,
With no one to pay the bills and responsibilities,
Lurking around to get their turn of the little finance,
It left me pondering and asking questions.


As I stare at the sun with my eyes closed,
To receive it cruel warmth on my skin,
The same question came to my mind like a needle,
The more I question, the more it hit my lungs,
Clasping it open and close like a fish in need of survival.


Still, I can't stop the questions from coming forth,
And it pains me because I truly do not have an answer to it,
Unless I do follow the Biblical response to it,
But I am not so sure if it is the best thing to do,
As I can only be dead to find out the truth.


However, my mind doesn't care about what I think,
It needs a sane answer with immediate effect,
But I am no sane human, and this brought in more turmoil,
As I let my mind ask the question out loud,
"What comes after?" It said so loud I almost rolled my eyes.*


I knew the answer to that, but not the answer to what it truly wants,
After life endless struggle to make it in life and truly enjoy life,
What comes after? I know, and you know as well.
Death comes after. It is a cycle that can never be changed,
Because no one has the ability to predict and change it.


And the answer or the real question my mind always asks is,
What comes after death? I know a lot of believers would say afterlife,
A paradise filed with everything beautiful,
However,the unbelievers may just shrug it off,
Because truly, what makes you a believer?



Image-Source edited on Canvas and video is gotten from #YouTub.


Still yours truly,
Balikis.

Thanks for reading and listening.

Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those who chase it away.



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After life comes the eternity of the cycle, a cycle that never ends, like poetry. Greetings

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Yeah ... a cycle that never ends. Greetings

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The world will go on its course with or without us, I try not to think too much about death and enjoy every chance to be happy while you can, very great writing thanks for sharing ♥

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That's right. Thanks for stopping by

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