Is Heaven Segregated?

I ponder, I wonder This question almost drove me crazy I was saved by a dream. I am a dreamer I was told in Heaven, there is no blacky No whity, no browny, no azzy, no color No sights, no feelings, no emotions, no odor No money, no buildings No gold, no birds, no wings No choirs, no melodies No lyrics, no parodies No pain, no nothing No sins, no everything Nothing that humans can imagine No classy or obscene scene No men, no women No oven, no children No words to describe this mystery Nothing to drive anybody crazy No need to talk about segregation No different nations, no different station Everything is sinking into oblivion Nothing is important, no opinion Is warranted, no criticism No nonsense, no plagiarism No expectations, nothing is in our order Everything is in their order, their sorter There are no churches, no temples No mosques. There are no samples To download. Everything is different There are no words, no cents and no scent God is of course there, He/She is there They are there. No, it is not a nightmare It is beyond dreaming, snoring Imagining and hallucinating.