Monday 29 August 2011

Untitled Poem

We're going to Heaven
On our way to Hell,
Is it lillys we're seeing,
Or sulpur we smell?

Do we wait for a life time,
To live for one life time,
Do we hear Angles sing, 
Or just church bells ring?

We kill time in Heaven,
Then we almost forget,
That the wine and women,
Are not finished yet...

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