So yeah its kinda basic. It's freeverse, so don't expect a rhyme or rhythm.
Whats next, after death?
Are we left to rot underneath the surface,
condemned to eternal darkness and gloom?
What's next, after we pass?
Do they remember us only shortly,
while we lay underground, just taking up space?
Then do they move on, learning their mourning
is for naught,
as we are lost in an endless darkness, damned to our solitude?
What do we do, after our time?
Do we sit patiently in our coffins,
watching eternity pass us by,
trapped in wooden walls?
Or do we endure an endless and everlasting
dream?
Or do we promptly begin our judgement,
deciding whether we move on to heaven or
burn in hell?
What's next, after death?
Do we start a great adventure -
the start of a new life?
Or do we simply watch forever pass us by,
in our holes in the ground?