The light in your mind feeds the soul, never to worry the heart runs cold

Those who give no thought to the golden rule
lacking tack in this tragic act by a miss guided fool
Fearing not the laws of faith, conceding to the randomness of fate
The atheist claims it’s all been faked, you won’t be missed a the pearly gate
Each soul will account for their sins, where truth and lies never blend
will you be in the right book at the end or the fool who’s knees wouldn’t bend