In pursuit of indifference I have been.
The quest for neutrality has been my scheme.
You're not part of the plan, just part of the dream.
And I'd love to say sorry, but would you know what that means?
In a moment I could tell
There's no real reason to go to hell.
But why be sent to heaven instead?
I suppose it doesn't matter unless you are dead.
For the moment I will wait.
In all probability until it's too late.
There's no way of knowing what the future will hold;
Wet, dry, light or darkening. Black, white, hot or cold.
2 comments:
There is a reason for going to hell rather than heaven and it's better company.
Heaven is not a good place for decadent pleasures...
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