What about heaven?

What heaven is like I wonder?
A tranquil place where angel dwell
This beautiful land of milk and honey
as many of our prophet’s foretell

Could us mortals live in paradise?
once free of our mortal shell
Could we be content with only beauty
spend eternity under this spell

But us mortals cannot survive
We were meant to claw our way
reach that pinnacle with only a hope
or face imminent decay

Heaven, this place , simply cannot exist
It's nothing but a poet's dream
To be human one must toil
and quite constantly it seems

The End

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