After Death Dream  By Jackson David   I knew I had died. Everything was there, the tunnel, the light, the voice, the conveyor. Then I saw the gate, the screen, the prompt. "Please enter your account number." I entered my social. "Welcome valued soul" "Please enter your password" I gave it all the passwords I'd ever used. After five tries the gate locked, the conveyor turned into an escalator going down. "Welcome to Hell" "Please enter your PIN" I couldn't get in.  copyright © 2010 by David Michael Jackson All rights reserved Read the Poem Of Every So Often at https://www.artvilla.com