Poem By Cody James...
Where do we go when our time is up here on earth?
Heaven, Hell, or do our souls stay here and roam free?
Dancing around, makinging loud noises, trying to get people to see?
Do we cry, laugh, or both? Can we do those things we do day to day,
Are we able to listen in on what people have to say?
Who can truly tell you that true anwser?
Can we talk to the dead, all those innocent people who died from diseases like cancer.
Do we really feel no pain.
Our do we stay the same?