Up In Heaven Poem by Randy McClave

Up in Heaven,
Of course if you make it there
There will be souls full of love and care.
There will be no guns or any walls
Or any cells or any stalls,
Up in Heaven.

Up in Heaven,
High up in the air
There will be no racists only peace and prayer.
There we no hatred to ever begin
Just because of the color of the skin,
Up in Heaven.

Up in Heaven,
The saved are allowed
On earth their souls have been seeded and plowed.
The poor and the needy and the immigrants will be cheering
Because love and happiness and a home they will be hearing,
Up in Heaven.

Up in Heaven,
We will see and talk to God
And every day we will be awed.
We will all live in peace and in a mansion
And joy and love will be our greatest passion,
Up in Heaven.

Up in Heaven,
There will be no hate or greed
Every soul will be happy and at peace and freed.
Murder, prejudice, guns, bigotry, hatred there will never dwell
They will all instead will be in Hell,
Down in Hell.

Randy L. McClave