Hell Poem by Natasha StubbsEnnis

Like the fires of oxford,
They will burn,
Their faces trodden into the ground,
Like the sirens,
A horrible sound,
The eye watches all,
Hang the witches,
Seize the dove,
Where’s the love?
They chase the fires,
A ring of stone,
In the town,
Nothing is known,
Orange, yellow and red,
They’re the colours,
Be careful where you tread,
Children being killed,
Their screams are loud,
Give me the remote,
Turn it off,
You can’t,
It’s not a dream,
Life is not what it seems,
Don’t guard the gates,
Let everyone in,
Don’t tell them,
Their the gates of hell,
Let everyone burn,
Goodbye to all,
Burn in hell,
Good riddance,
Ha ha ha ha ha.