I don't want to die, not any more than anyone else, but in my Sunday School class are ten-year-old girls who say they can't wait and would can themselves except that they'd go to Hell and burn forever, what they want is to die and live with Jesus and when they asked me if I do as well I said Well, maybe, if I won't get bored and one got angry and said You're going to fry in Hell for that someday and her friend added in the oil of your own skin yet you'll never be consumed completely and I said Well, I'm not afraid and she said We're more afraid for you than you are so I said How about a kiss? That killed me. No one wants to die--well, I take that back: My Sunday School teacher’s sure keen on death and talks about it every class, she knows that we're all getting older and some day we'll all die though probably not the same day and same way but make no mistake, death is unavoidable so prepare ye now to be good enough at least to go to Heaven and dwell there for eterni -ty instead of Hell (ditto for Eter -nity) and we never know when God will snatch us from life back to Heaven to be judged a saint or sinner and I want to see you all in Heaven with me someday. I added If you go. She has good teeth.
Gale Acuff has had hundreds of poems published in a dozen countries and has authored three books of poetry. He has taught tertiary English courses in the US, PR China, and Palestine.
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