Is it wrong to want to live in Heaven,
The reward for those who wait?
Why do I have to suffer—
Or can I control my own fate?
Should I be a tool,
And do what is required?
Is it wrong to want to be—
Just what do I desire?
If I fail at my appointed job,
Is Hell where I’m bound?
Is it wrong to want a good life
While I live on this hollowed ground?
Do good and evil clash?
Is there a holy toll?
Is there a sacred calling
To save my own mortal soul?
Does it take a god to save me?
Why endure this strife?
What if I reach inside—
And save my own life?
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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