People who don't go to Heaven when they

Poems by Gale Acuff 

People who don’t go to Heaven when they

die go to Hell is what my Sunday School

teacher says and I believe her, after

all, she is 25 to my 10 so

she knows more than twice as much as I do

or should so I respect my elders since

To disrespect them is to merit Hell,

those are her exact words and she should know

also because she drives a new Ford or

it can't be more than a couple of years

old, I guess it's just getting broken in

and sometimes after church I walk her there,

I mean when Preacher doesn't, and help her 

in., then watch her race away--she's pretty

fast like the Bible says, or is that swift.

Sometimes when you die you're dead forever 

I tell my Sunday School teacher after

class this morning, It's not just Heaven or

Hell I add and she tells me Better shush,

Gale, you don't want God to hear you, not on

church grounds particularly and sometimes

particularly means especially,

I'm ten years old so I've learned a little

about words but anyway I tell her

that I ain't superstitious and there is

no God for whatever religion, then

she says Well, Gale, then you can go home now

and stop wasting your time and mine and God's

so I say No, if I belong any

-where it's here. Then I wink and she winks back.

Sometimes you die when you're not dead and more 

than once, it's called a resurrection, I

mean that that's where the idea comes from, I

mean the Resurrection, resurrection

happens, just not to dead people and not

even to Jesus and I'm ten years old

and not exactly stupid for my age

so after Sunday School today I told

my teacher, who said Gale, you should go to

Bible college someday and study it.

For a moment I thought she was going

to say that I should go to Hell and though

she didn't confess it with her mouth she 

said it with her eyes--The eye is the lamp

to the body, said Jesus. He’s alive.

I'm going to Heaven when I die but

 

not for the perfection nor paradise of

it, no, I'm going to study there

kind of like a foreign exchange student

and then return to Earth and help us all

improve our lot in life--that's what I told

my Sunday School teacher, who laughed and laughed

and said when she coughed and coughed back her breath

that when I'm up there I'll never come back

and never want to anyway and that folks

back on Earth wouldn't appreciate me

anyway, in fact I might get myself

crucified and there be no future in

that for anybody so I told her

Maybe, then, I'll go to Hell. That slew her.

I don't want to die but there's a first time

for everything and at Sunday School if

I want some of that Eternal Life then

I have to, there's no life without death you

might say--hey, that's pretty good--and what's more

they also say at church you get to be

born again in this life, that is even

though you're not already dead, imagine

that, and last night on the TV I watched

a movie full of zombies, they're kind of

both, living and dead that is, and except

for their staring eyes and sense of humor

which is lousy not all that different

from folks who are also the living dead,

me for one, and my Sunday School teacher.