In this purely cruel world,
My good deeds are my vulnerabilities.
My sins are my aid and the only way of survival.

Maybe Heaven comes to the good-doers
But also, it only comes to the Dead.
This world can be a hell of wrong deeds.
But it gives me a Life, which is much more worth than just being dead.

I don't know what might happen tomorrow,
But on this day, I know that I must Survive.

I might not end up in heaven
But definitely, I'll end up with one more day in this Life, which can become My Heaven.