They told me to go to hell
So here I am; I'm no son of Sam,
But as you can see someone sent me
And I don't know how that came to be,
So please do tell where am I to go from here?
I find all this quite vitriolic
I was neither a ******
Nor an alcoholic,
I may have sung totally off key
And sometimes I did miss
Where I had to ***
But to hell
I never thought I'd fall,
Regardless that I was pushed
Devil may care Devil may cry
But I won't lie this can't be fair,
To whom do I call to send to press
This unjust event; circumvent
These hellish gates
For the pearly portals
That I see even from these depths,
A plea; please someone; anyone
Humans or immortals
Return me to the earth I walked
I'm sorry; I really am
But to hell? Future quondam
I'm glad now; awake and alive
I'll never again show undeserved blithe...
APAD13 - 023 © okpoet
Jan 27, 2013
Jan 27, 2013 at 11:26 PM UTC
They told me to go to hell
So here I am; I'm no son of Sam,
But as you can see someone sent me
And I don't know how that came to be,
So please do tell where am I to go from here?
I find all this quite vitriolic
I was neither a ******
Nor an alcoholic,
I may have sung totally off key
And sometimes I did miss
Where I had to ***
But to hell
I never thought I'd fall,
Regardless that I was pushed
Devil may care Devil may cry
But I won't lie this can't be fair,
To whom do I call to send to press
This unjust event; circumvent
These hellish gates
For the pearly portals
That I see even from these depths,
A plea; please someone; anyone
Humans or immortals
Return me to the earth I walked
I'm sorry; I really am
But to hell? Future quondam
I'm glad now; awake and alive
I'll never again show undeserved blithe...
APAD13 - 023 © okpoet
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