The end

Who knows where the soul goes? They speculate but no one knows.

Does it go up, or does it go down, to the sky or to the ground?

Some say heaven and some say hell, but who really knows if hell is swell.

The road is long begins at birth, but who know what life is truly worth.

We start to grow and before we know, childhood's gone and life is on.

Living life, loving friends, loving children never ends.

The end comes nigh, still noone knows when we die, where do we go?