I have no use for your paradise
full of scum repented at the last
a motley crew of priests and politicians
delinquents and dictators
the brutes and the bores
Your paradise has no place for those I call my friends
who give everything and ask for nothing in return
whose eyes are full of trust, deserved or not
and who find their joy in another’s happiness.
Give me the deep earth for eternity
the vibrant earth so full of life
and let my essence mingle
with the blood and bones of those
excluded from your eternal bliss
because their humble hands
have never learnt to pull a trigger.