cemetery

If you want then when we die

we’ll ascend to someplace way up high.

At the gate, they’ll show you through.

If they ask me, I’m with you

…

As I drown in lakes of fire,

I will call your name as I expire.

It’s the last thing that I’ll do.

I will tell them I’m with you

…

And I’ll face the one who made

my disgusting heart from a lump of clay.

Should he ask what got me through,

If he asks me, it was you

woe.

So now I’m forging ahead

Past all the plutocrats who sold me out.

Go sob in your bed.

If life is twice as pretty once your dead,

Then send me a card.

I’m still the optimist though it is hard

When all you want to be

Is in a dream.