I am going to Hell.

[Kathleen]

Come and see
My trees no longer give shadow to me.
At younger years the tree kept the sun out of my face.
Now it wants me out of it's space.
Wasting away- I can't just lay around.
This world is empty ground.
When I think, I've finally found a place.
Somehow I fall into someone's way.


Hey, Hey don't you leave.
The last day is coming.
Hey, hey, don't you leave.
The first day is coming.
Hey, hey don't you leave
I'm standing at Heaven's gate.
Please, Please Don't leave me.
Change my fate.

There is a rustling in me
Waiting to fly out.
Not sure of it's destiny.
Again- it wants out.
Summer comes near
I have no where to escape.
School is were I want to be.
But I am getting out.


When God asks, "Why should I let you in"
The devil will be on my back and with a huge grin- He'll say...
"The last day is coming.
The first day is coming.
I'm standing at Heaven's gate.
Show her- her fate."

Hey, please- Don't leave me..
Standing at Heaven's gate...
Help me change that fate.

[Aaron Graf]

I'm pretty sure if there's a God he won't be anything like the way these right wing protestants depict him as. But I'm gonna put this poem in the "anti-established religion poems" category. Pretty well done, you could definitely feel the suffering and the anguish in that poem and asking why the hell am I condemned?