Pre-Destination Poem by Lubinda Lubinda

Every night, as i close my eyes
in the quietness of my room
waiting for sleep to kick in
as I lay almost lifeless in my bed
thoughts of eternity
surge through my head
I find myself asking myself:
If I died today, in my sleep
where would I wind up

As i continue
toying around with the idea
I find that I'm stuck
between two trains of thought;
are we mere vessels whose fate has already been decided
or, do we really have a choice?
do we actually get to choose
where we wind up
we are simply vessels marching
towards our eternal end

We are just a bunch of
hearts racing, hearts pacing
marching towards our final destination
heaven or hell?
I cannot tell!
But one thing is for sure
everything will be decided
at death!