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Apr 2015
By: Cedric McClester

Is there anything left
After our death
Or is death the end
Of our existence
Does anyone know
Where we might go
Perhaps you can lend
Some assistance

Where do we go
After our death
It’s a question
For the ages
Does life go on
After we’re gone
Is it laid out in different stages

Is there anything left
After our death
As many feel is the case
When we leave here
Do we go anywhere
And if so (where is that place)
So if you choose to share
Tell me have you been there

Where do we go
After our death
It’s a question
For the ages
Does life go on
After we’re gone
Is it laid out in different stages

Those who’ve gone on
Never returned
Is there a lesson
In that to be learned
The dead won’t confide
About the other side
As if it were stamped
Information denied

Is there anything left
After our death
The question still remains
Under any contexts
What will come next
That mere reason explains
Like heaven or hell
How can you tell

Where do we go
After our death
It’s a question
For the ages
Does life go on
After we’re gone
Is it laid out in different stages



(c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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