What if…

What if when we die everyone was wrong?
What is death is just an illusion we face when we fall?
What if the contemporary religions of society are wrong?
Will there be heaven, Hell, or nothing at all?
We all have our own dance, but all to the same song.
People everywhere lie here waiting to hear their final call.
Our lives are filled with honor or shame.
The biggest mystery still remains…
What if this life is nothing but a game?
Whether we win or lose we’re all just links in a chain.
But in the end we only have ourselves to blame.
Many people fear the reapers never ending drain.
But me, I wait for him to make his claim.

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