I Ain'T Never Been To Hell - Poem by Neil Solan
I made a deal with the Devil
One Saturday night,
I made a deal at the door
Of the brightest neon light,
He took me by the hand
And congratulated my choice,
'You know it's hard to get people on my side' he said,
'When God has taken my voice'.
The Devil took me wandering
Through the back alleys of the town,
Her showed me things I'd never seen
And he showed me the bloodied crown,
He showed me hobos, whores and drunkards
And children killing slugs with salt,
He turned to me and gave a shrug
'None of this is my fault'.
'God's people write the books
And they're more currupt than they made me out to be,
They love, honour and cherish him,
What do the masses do for me? '
He took me to his manor;
(There is red in everything) ,
I never saw the Misery there,
And through the glass I saw the Lord's Wings.
He looked at me with an anger
I have never seen,
I know he's reserved the hottest place for me
And though I have never been,
These moralising books
He promotes and serves so well;
I know I've been to the Devil's manor
But i ain't never been to Hell.
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