Where were you when Heaven fell?
I was in the bowels of the Earth
Sulfur smell
The Earth it quaked
Countries fell
Come and find me
I wish you well
Falling, falling
The screams rang out like a bell
So you found me
In the bowels of Hell
Tortured as I am
I have secrets to tell
The Earth did not quake
The Heavens never fell
Your dogma, a big lie
There is no great secret to tell
You puny souls
Create your own personal Hell
Right here on Earth
Your own Sulfur smell
My laughter rings out like a bell
Can you hear me?
You fall to your knees in prayer
You can hear me, I can tell
Your hands cover your ears
You quake and writhe
In your own personal Hell
You don't have to fall
I am here for one and all
The biggest secret
And your MINE!
Oh how I laugh and laugh
and clap my hands
What fun this is
To be with you in Hell.

Comments
joeyH | January 9, 2012 - 18:09
I am a total poetry novice, but I think this is great! :-)
Nikki A | January 9, 2012 - 19:10
Thanks it was fun to write. Have no idea where it came from, just my muse, I suppose. :)