When you die you go to Heaven to be

Sometimes people die and sometimes they don’t

judged and get to stay if you've been good more

than you've been bad but if you've been bad more

than good then you go to Hell and that's called

religion, at our church anyway and

most of our town, but if I had a choice

of a third place to be I'd stay where I

am right now, here on Earth and never die

but go on and on and on forever

or more or less and never have to leave

for Heaven or Hell or anywhere else,

I guess I'd be immortal, I'd rather

be immortal than eternal because

with eternal comes death but then again

if you never die where are you truly?

and I haven't yet, at least I don't think

so but I've been wrong before, I'm only

ten years old and if I'm really dead now

I can't say that I feel it but any

-way I forgot what I was going to 

say so instead I'll say that I don't want

to die because there are things about life

I like or at least the way I live mine,

baseball and spearmint gum and pizza rolls

and teaching the mutt to sit and roll o

-ver and waiting 'til I'm fifteen so

I can get my learner's license because

I like cars but have never driven one

if you don't count dreams but I'm dying to.

Nobody wants to die–I’m ten years old

but I'll volunteer as long as I can

come back if I'm not keen on it, I'm not

afraid, much, about what waits over there,

life is scary enough, for me at least,

but still I manage and I guess it helps

going to church and Sunday School to get

scared all over again but then braved-up,

you've got God and Jesus and the Holy

Ghost (speaking of scared) on your side and I

said to my teacher after class that if

you switch a couple of letters around

in scared it's sacred and she smiled and then

I said that if you spell God backwards it's

dog and then, wouldn't you know, that killed her.