I was thinking that, when we get to heaven, <br />will we be made to sit in an auditorium, <br />and be shown on a huge 'CinemaScope' screen <br />a film of 'our life' from start to finish, <br />the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. <br /> <br />Scaring? <br /> <br />Could be! Looking back, reviewing things, <br />things you'd rather not look back on. <br /> <br />Analysing each second, minute, and hour, <br />day, month and year. <br /> <br />Shrinking lower and lower into your seat. <br /> <br />No escape! No way out! - It would be compulsory! <br /> <br />How would you feel after all that 'revealing stuff'. <br /> <br />Makes you realise that what we make of our lives <br />could be very important - later! <br /> <br />Trouble is, there's no going back <br />and clicking on 'EDIT' - is there!<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cinemascope/
