CinemaScope
I was thinking that, when we get to heaven,
will we be made to sit in an auditorium,
and be shown on a huge 'CinemaScope' screen
a film of 'our life' from start to finish,
the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Scaring?
Could be! Looking back, reviewing things,
things you'd rather not look back on.
Analysing each second, minute, and hour,
day, month and year.
Shrinking lower and lower into your seat.
No escape! No way out! - It would be compulsory!
How would you feel after all that 'revealing stuff'.
Makes you realise that what we make of our lives
could be very important - later!
Trouble is, there's no going back
and clicking on 'EDIT' - is there!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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