A Mortal's Request
You the man upstairs,
Spare an ear for my humble prayers:
Grant me neither hell nor heaven
Since, for the pursuit of neither am i driven.
For after an eternity, the gifts of heaven become tantamount
To the ravages of hell and hell becomes heavens equal.
You have only to know to count
To see that hell is heavens sequel.
I only wish you send me there
Where I will be what you are here,
So i may play in the fields of my own desire,
Where my time will never expire;
For only then would I dare
To put my fate in your care.