the hot trap door

a room
full of strangers
wait in hard
back plastic chairs
to be called in
to see
if they are
approved
for heaven.
some have long
lists of thing
they've
accomplished.
awards
and diplomas.
photo albums.
attendance
records for church.
some are nervous
unsure
if they'll make
it. while others
are confident,
and smile
sitting there
unworried, believing
they have done
enough to
warrant entry.
one by one they
go up to the front
desk
as their name is
called.
some glide into
the white cloud
room
while others fall
abruptly through
the hot
trap door.