No Guns In Heaven

When you find out that there's no guns in heaven What will you do I would like you to tell, And when you find out that Jesus wasn't white Will you then ask God to send you straight to hell. When you see the people that you had hated Because of their race, color and gender they were your foe, And when you see God loving them each and all I wonder, if you will then ask God then to throw you below. I wonder if you could ever feel at home When you find out in Heaven there's no racism or bigotry, Will you ask God if you could take the stairway down Where it leads to evil and hate and of course trickery. I wonder if you will feel all alone and out of place When you don't hear cursing or swearing or outlawry, And when you don't see or hear lying or cheating Will you then beg God to be sent to purgatory. What will you yo do when see the souls that you had done wrong And the ones who had trusted you with a promise and a kiss, Will your guilt and shame finally overtake you Or will you then beg God to send you to the great abyss. Randy L. McClave