It's time to meet my Heavenly Father in the sky
I didn't even get a chance to tell my family and friends goodbye
Up in heaven Saint Peter guided me to a bright light
It was my judge who wore a robe,not black but white
My judge loked at me with a great stare
I didn't know what to do I couldn't even run no where
I said wait and let me confess
My life wasn't perfect in fact it was a mess
I did answer when youknocked at the door
Even though I did back slide before
But I came to reality as I knew I had to worship thee
O.K. Lord go ahead with your plea
The judge said I know all your past so are you through
All your sins were washed away remember my son died for you
You have went through alot of trails and tribulations for me
But deep down inside you knew it would be me who would set you free
Your soul is here,your flesh is the only thing that died
You have proven yourself innocent so now you can sit by my side
What my poem is saying is will you make the Lord your way
Or already know where your going on ....Judgement Day