Lee all.
Is there room in hell?
You think I want to be
So worthless
Call my name & I will surface
The purpose denies man
Sunday evening
Returning home from church
The masses of people
Lives summarized
In a paragraph
Not much different from mine
Were after the same thing
Were after the same
Peaceful Death
Have mercy on my soul
Have mercy on us all
The average I envy
For his ignorance will everlast
Eternally & his faith
His blessings written in black
But your condemning
My thoughts
A gift eternally wrapped
To rot in a box with a clear head
& All around the voices of hell
& I'm following you
You don't want to believe
I so, I do.
