The great beyond

A man slept and slipped away To a place called the great beyond Far beyond the space where mortal eyes can not gaze Not ready, but fate he must accept It's a phase every man must face Though his clay decay His soul is in a state Where he can't decide his fate Then his life chart is replayed Like a play acted on a stage He saw his own mistakes and how he was entangled with the game of more gain and fame His good deeds also played But overshadowed by his mistakes He bowed in dismay Too late, nothing can be changed Whether it be pain or gain Only the Keeper of our Soul can proclaim