To whom it may concern,
I would like to make a complaint.
I seem to be on the wrong side of purgatory,
I have arrived, at what can only be described as the burning pits of hell.
Now don't get me wrong, I know I've not been a Saint.
I haven't always done what was prescribed
or treated everyone well.
Now I admit, that over the course of it,
my life that is,
I may have at times been a shit.
But I have also tried hard to give my best.
all of my heart. I attest.
So, it pains me to say that I was not expecting to see
the burning, blood-red land that sits in front of me.
If you could please
kindly take a look at my case,
I feel I'm in the wrong place.
I was expecting choirs that sing,
harps that play, angels on clouds,
that sort of thing.
Not smashing rocks all day.
Maybe I ticked the wrong box
or ticked the wrong person off.
But I only tried to do good
so, this has soured my mood.
Being prodded with fire feels a little rude.
Please reply as soon as possible,
the locals are getting hostile
and I don't think I can withstand
another night
underneath this blood red sky.
I have not slept a wink,
the screaming is incessant
and I really do think
the heat is rather unpleasant.
Thanks for reading
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