They knocked down the pearly gates to put in a tole way
The poor it negates, only those that can pay are welcome to stay
Heaven had a revolution, they elected a new God
They drafted a new constitution, to give democracy a nod
Equal opportunity for damned souls, move them to the front of the line
Expanding heaven's borders a new God extols, violators of tariffs he'll fine
They are tearing up the clouds to put in a parking lot
Asphalt enshrouds every historical rainbowed spot
Hell on the other hand has air conditioning
Here no one is banned no auditioning
Free internet with no ads naked girls and lads, every one's got a hot spot
Lots of beer we'll party all year letting heaven rot
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- Published: June 28th, 2025 03:26
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For me this is the great nation of America.The new President thinks he is God and behaves like that.A wonderfully clever insightful piece.
That certainly could be a valid interpretation. I appreciate the read and interpretation and comment my friend.
I feel this can only be reffering to one person, and myself hope he is also rejected from hell when he gets there, loved the read
Thanks Tobsani I appreciate your review and interpretation of this piece and that is certainly one valid way to look at this poem.
You are very welcome
A riot of wit and rebellion! This poem flips celestial norms with cheeky irreverence and sharp satire, all while winking at modern lifeβs odd priorities; tolls, tariffs, and Wi-Fi. Itβs bold, brash, and entirely entertaining, like a divine comedy with a punk heart.
Thank you Cryptic I love your look at this piece. It seems to fit well the intentions in writing. I appreciate your read and interpretation
Most welcome Soren ππ»π
Nothing is unchanging in the universe, so...... should either or both of those joints exist of course..... Got a feeling you may be a property developer at heart, Soren.........
Was going to sell land in heaven but a church I rented to beat me to it. They even had an economy plan for those that couldn't afford it. They would sell you a chair in heaven, the more money the closer to God. Once selling a meeting with God they were sued when God didn't show up. Their defense we just arranged the meeting sue God he's the one that didn't show up. Thanks for the review Dave
I'm sure a man of your talents could win and collar the market. Persist, up the ante.
You have my blessing, for what that's worth.....π
If only it didn't depend on people with certain dodgy rug-hairstyles - but it's more serious than that.
You talking about Fido again? Thanks for the read and comment my friend
Where do I fucking sign up?...oh, wait, I already did! Good to see you down here, mate! LOL! A great poem that is quite clear what it is about...at least to those with their eyes open. Well done on this, my friend! Love it! πΉπ
Thanks Tristan, I am glad to see that people have already taken it a couple of different ways and they all work. I deeply appreciate your support and thought that I would put this offbeat poem in at the risk of offending a few but hopefully they will get over it and know that I'm not to be taken that serious.
Offend away! LOL! Indeed, why be offended about someone else's work and ideas? LOL! Those offended might just be the ones who need to read this then! That said, you are most welcome, my friend! An excellent poem it is!
They knocked down the pearly gates to put in a tole way
You nailed it here then you had to go and speak about air conditioning lol, oh sorrenbarret my dear friend superb. As ever πΉ
Thank you Teddy for your review and most encouraging words. Yes a couple of days ago it was 3 degrees C in my bedroom when I woke up at 5:00 AM and it was hard to convince myself to get out of bed to post. No central heat in the cabin I sleep in.
Wow let me in please, where are you? On the edge of Antarctica?
Outback mountains of southern Brazil
Awesome
Thank you Tony I appreciate the read and comment
You're welcome
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