Is Heaven What You Don't Have? Poem by Chuy Amante

Is goodness always out there?
Much further down the road?
When all is changed for the better?
When you let go of your load?
When they all change
and finally it's fixed
when partners have thicker
and even firmer trix?
Does it arrive when stuff is finally right?

Or does it creep in, like a thief in the night?
When your mind flips over and finds something good
Even in the worst nightmares happening in the hood?
Finding a drop of sunshine some never-ending good,
beginning in your house, then your neighborhood.


A state of mind is required
to get thru the gates,
they are always open,
guess who waits?