I ponder, I wonder <br />This question almost drove me crazy <br />I was saved by a dream. I am a dreamer <br />I was told in Heaven, there is no blacky <br />No whity, no browny, no azzy, no color <br />No sights, no feelings, no emotions, no odor <br />No money, no buildings <br />No gold, no birds, no wings <br />No choirs, no melodies <br />No lyrics, no parodies <br />No pain, no nothing <br />No sins, no everything <br />Nothing that humans can imagine <br />No classy or obscene scene <br />No men, no women <br />No oven, no children <br />No words to describe this mystery <br />Nothing to drive anybody crazy <br />No need to talk about segregation <br />No different nations, no different station <br />Everything is sinking into oblivion <br />Nothing is important, no opinion <br />Is warranted, no criticism <br />No nonsense, no plagiarism <br />No expectations, nothing is in our order <br />Everything is in their order, their sorter <br />There are no churches, no temples <br />No mosques. There are no samples <br />To download. Everything is different <br />There are no words, no cents and no scent <br />God is of course there, He/She is there <br />They are there. No, it is not a nightmare <br />It is beyond dreaming, snoring <br />Imagining and hallucinating.<br /><br />Hebert Logerie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/is-heaven-segregated/
