'' Welcome, This Is Hell '' Poem by Bri Mar

I've just arrived at Heavens gate,
But nobody's here to greet me,
I'm rich and powerful I shouldn't wait,
Why don't they come to meet me?

I have all my cards and some cash,
So I've jumped to the front of the queue,
I've told the rest I need to dash,
Or else chaos will surely ensue.

I'm getting quite impatient now,
I refuse to wait much longer,
Saint Peter will be told and how,
My ire is getting stronger.

How dare they treat me like a jerk,
On Earth they would wait on me,
If they don't show soon I'll go berserk,
I will let these morons see.

At last I see a chink of light,
My wait is almost over,
I'll treat it as an oversight,
As above the angels hover.

I'm told at once to step aside,
As most others are being booked in,
This ignorance I will not abide,
To me it's a mortal sin.

Suddenly the gates are closed,
While we're left outside to sweat,
I tell them all to keep composed,
I'll get you in, you bet.

Just at that they gather round,
They're not listening to what I'm saying,
There is no solace to be found,
It's for my soul that they are baying.

Just then I hear an eerie voice,
I suddenly feel quite dire,
Like all the others you had the choice,
I'm so glad you chose my fire.

When alive you created terrible stress,
That's why on your sword you fell,
But the one called Satan you did impress,

‘' Welcome, This Is Hell ''