Our soul records the events when we were alive
Words, thoughts and actions, reflect the time we survived.
It is presented for our judgment before God
Certainly to leave the body, before entering the sod.
The soul is singular, not collective and will stand alone
We will recite each sin and await to atone.
Forgiveness is a word from our past
In judgement for the fragile time to last.
Compassion given if you also gave
No difference of soul between king and slave.,
Surely as the sun will rise and in time set
Judgment a self expression and penance we will get.
If you had charity toward others
You will recognize your sisters and brothers.
If you helped those in need
Part of the harvest to share in the holy seed.
If you were fair with others
You will know your sisters and brothers.
If you did share and care for the children of God
Penance not spent waiting in the sod.
Life renewed within the realm of heavenly time
A Godly expression; 'come my child I make you mine'.
02-02-06 Aho Speaks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem