Lee all. Is there room in hell? You think I want to be So worthless Call my name & I will surface The purpose denies man Sunday evening Returning home from church The masses of people Lives summarized In a paragraph Not much different from mine Were after the same thing Were after the same Peaceful Death Have mercy on my soul Have mercy on us all The average I envy For his ignorance will everlast Eternally & his faith His blessings written in black But your condemning My thoughts A gift eternally wrapped To rot in a box with a clear head & All around the voices of hell & I'm following you You don't want to believe I so, I do.