Heaven Starts Today

To live is to die, yet the question remains

Is death better for the one who tasted sin

Or for the old who spent her life in chains

In heaven, can I still have my whiskey and gin

Ancient wonders that ultimately decide how

And what and why one lives the life she lives

To withhold and make the eternal maidenly vow

Or to have hundred mistresses and not any wives

If heaven is eternal and my kind of paradise

I gladly take the cup of martyrdom today

And wait a moment to collect my eternal prize

Coffee with whipped cream, flowers, heaps of hay

Unfortunately I do not believe that visually

So keeping moral worth within reasonable boundaries

‘Cause if God is love, he’d never want me to sigh

Although there’s always the question of war and disease

For now I’ll be relativistic and postmodern anyway

‘Cause the world is so limited in its paradigm

How far from the right path could I ever stray?

And if I’d have to change, eternity must hold enough time

Nobyeni

9 Jalal 167

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