What happens when a person dies?
The body remains and the soul flies.
Flies to where?
Guesses, surmises everyone throws!
Beliefs galore that it goes to God,
Where Almighty spares not the rod!
To hell he sends the corrupted ones
Heaven’s reserved for those chosen.
“Wicked” souls abound in hell
Scream, cry, in pain they yell.
Some are hung upside down
Roasted, till they turn brown.
Some are lynched with eyes blown
Others are boiled in oil cauldron!
Heaven bound souls enjoy the bounty
Liquor and fruits and milk plenty.
“Hoors”* shower with never ending love
Massage and bathe in perfumed tubs.
Scare of hell and hope for heaven
Provides the people with enough motivation.
To curb their selfish lustful desires
And be good Samaritans till they reach pyres.
Futile rituals with body remain
Out of which the souls nothing gain.
Elaborate procedures we have designed
Dead are buried or to flames consigned.
Some embalm the mortal remains
Others create a watery grave;
Oblivious to the truth that’s all in vain
Whatever we do the truth remains;
Dust we are and to dust return
Whether we bury or whether we burn.