They Say

Heaven Heaven Heaven

A wish

A paradise

Hung over our heads


Standing tall

On the ground




How to get in


Do this

Be this

Not for you.


They tell me that

Over and over

I am impure

That paradise

Has a spiked wall

Pointed right at



My kind

Are impure


We all said no

We all put our foot down

To the voice

Inside our mind


We are all meant

To go to hell


What is hell?

What are the qualifications

To get in

Why do you say

That if I don’t say

I get pain


Why are you

Threatening me

To believe in

Something you

Abandoned long ago

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