Give me an eternity in hell
Let me sing with the drunkards and smoke with the vagrants
Give me an eternity with the queer and transgender
That they may teach me honesty
Let me burn with the oppressed
The women who sought abortion
The men who married each other
The children who murdered and were murdered to protect rich men’s comforts
Give me an eternity in hell with the whore and the prostitute
That we may learn of self love and lament for stolen innocence
Give me the outcast, the weary, the burdened, the heavy-laden, and the marginalized
Give heaven to the religious
That they may play flutes and sing dirges
Let them cry “Lord, Lord” and complain of streets that are paved with too thin a layer of gold
Let them bemoan the sub-par cooking, cramped accommodations, and less-pearly-than-I-expected gates
As for me and my house
Give us an eternity in hell
Better still
Give us no eternity at all
For it is oft with aching heart I wonder
Should the soil my innards plunder
Would my soul begins again
Never to face an endless end
And then, alas, it comes to me
Of this fear, too, can one be set free
So let us come, at last to rest
In goddam blessed
Eternity
