Kyle Shield Laster
This Life I'd Die To See. - Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
Do they laugh at me in heaven?
This life I'd die to see,
But don't make of me a joke- a fool!
How much bleeding's left for me?
Don't throw at me religion.
God's not in the sky.
He's not in the tabernacles.
Don't tell me where to cry.
So I'll walk the streets unanswered.
I'll kiss the whores and dirty;
Drink from them their tepid breath
And pray you grant me mercy.
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