I

I left this world today
I didn't bother to pray
I stormed the gates of heaven with delight
I walked upon the pearly gold streets
I was upset their was no one I knew
I didn't have a clue
I knew in my heart I asked Jesus in
I was wrapped up with emotion
I cried and bit my lip
I knew at that moment that God was my full trip
I cried so much I felt frail
I stuck my finger in his nail scarred hands
I watched as those were thrown into the lake of fire
I should have spoke up before I would retire
I knew the salvation plan
I just needed someone to show me they truly understand
I fell to the ground with a heavenly sound
I knew my dream was coming true where as others haven't a single clue
I cried and cried again
I knew he was my faithful friend
I speak in closing through wandering eyes its no big surprise and take heed of Satan's lies
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Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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