In Heaven, Color Does Not Matter

In Heaven, color does not matter; There, there is no money, no color, No hypocrisy, no quandary, no beauty, No nepotism, no size and no celebrity. On earth inequality reigns, When it pours, it rains, When it rains, it pours; Different weather patterns Warrant different types of doors And different types of lanterns. In Heaven, these are not necessary, The temperature varies very often, Every holy minute and divine second, Keeping counts will be silly and crazy. Believe me, there is no limousine For earthly and mundane stars; Everything under the screen Shall become dust, including fancy cars. In Heaven, color does not matter, There, everybody is equal; There is no king, no corporal, No corrupt judge and no criminal lawyer. In Heaven, one single iota matters: the soul, Which always flies like a wingless writer. Spirit has no color, no smell, No shape, no life and no propeller.