When I died,
There were no white lights,
No pearly white gates,
Nor did I fall upon the burning pits of hell.
My life didn’t flash upon my eyes,
Nor did I rekindle those moments I desired!
I did not feel my soul leave my body,
To look down upon my lifeless body.
When they brought me back,
I didn’t feel my lungs fill with air,
Nor do I remember my first breath.
For days I laid in intensive care,
Those days were a dreamy haze.
My family sit around my bedside,
All teary eyed, they nearly lost their boy.
Naked as the day I was born
Wired to the elevens,
This is no heaven!
A shock to the system the day I died,
To breathe again,
I cried!
Joseph Tanner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-died-3/
