Can you sing?
Can you do anything in Heaven?
Will God be mad?
Will he scream?
Will he shout in Heaven?
Would you see family?
Would you see friends?
Would you see everyone again in Heaven?
Could you fly?
Could you die?
Could you reach up and touch the sky in Heaven?
Is there a door, that opens wide, and is way way up high in Heaven?
When you get there is it heavy, so heavy you need many hands, to each his own a mighty push as God's voice booms, "This isn't your turf! Go back down, they need you there!"
And then a strong hand comes forward and pushes you back, back down the ladder, back towards the ground, because it wasn't your time.
Because God needs you here.
Here.
Here on Earth.
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