Bri Mar

'' You're Going Somewhere That's Hot '' - Poem by Bri Mar

At last I've arrived,
I've came through the light,
What's being contrived,
Is not yet in sight.

I remember leaving,
My earthly control,
Some were grieving,
Praying for my soul.

No need to pray,
I've led a good life,
Will I have a say?
Ask the wife.

I am summoned within,
To an angelic place,
Do you know about sin?
They say to my face.

I've committed a few,
None mortal I hope,
I'll get what I'm due,
But I know I can cope.

They take out my files,
The interview starts,
While I'm all smiles,
The God one departs.

Feeling put upon,
I demand he returns,
Where has he gone?
My stomach now churns.

While I await anointment,
The Godfellows back,
I've arranged an appointment,
Of truth there's a lack.

He says this one thinks,
He's a real high flyer,
This whole thing stinks,
We know you're a liar.

Those sins you've forgotten?
We here do not,
For being rank rotten,

‘' You're Going Somewhere That's Hot ‘'

Topic(s) of this poem: lies

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Be sure your sins will find you out, if no one else knows don't get complacent, you do.

Comments about '' You're Going Somewhere That's Hot '' by Bri Mar

  • Jazib KamalviJazib Kamalvi (6/22/2017 3:29:00 AM)

    A good poem on our real future. Thanks (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 22, 2017

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