I chanced upon a thought today <br />A thought that would not go away <br />What if heaven's like here on earth? <br />More like a parallel universe? <br />So, people live in houses there <br />And go to work and comb their hair <br />And sleep at night and make love too <br />And eat and drink, go to the loo <br />A heaven marked by being mundane <br />And then i had that thought again <br />We're just on earth for life's extent <br />In heaven no end's imminent <br />Alive for ever in the clouds <br />But would we all be wearing shrouds? <br />I somehow think not for i'd guess <br />We'd all be doing what we do best <br />So deceased tailors would make clothes <br />And gardeners still gardens grow <br />Accountants would still cook the books <br />And chefs would be eternal cooks <br />But wait! i see some contradiction <br />Apparent even in this fiction <br />Someone just dead would rub their shoulders <br />With others who would be much older <br />Imagine if this came to pass <br />Newton could meet Pythagoras <br />Krushchev could lecture Kant and Hegel <br />While Ben Gurion just fed them bagels <br />Bach could learn to play the blues <br />Beethoven could wear blue suede shoes <br />Henry Ford could meet Ferrari <br />At Andy Warhol's dinner parties <br />Da Vinci could meet Wittgenstein <br />And discuss theories with Einstein <br />The kings the queens the good and evil <br />Would all be mixed up at that table <br />A final thought then came to me <br />This prospect seems quite heavenly.<br /><br />David Keig<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-prospect-seems-quite-heavenly/
