Heaven

When I was young,
Heaven was a place
Filled with light,
Soft as the clouds

Paradise awaits
said the man above,
but beneath his words
was a veiled threat

Fire and brimstone
are what await
if we don't obey

Every night, I lay awake
afraid of that fate

"Am I good enough?"
"Have I prayed enough?"
"Will I burn forever?"

Now I know
Heaven is a place
Here on Earth
with the ones I choose
and those who choose me

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