Dialogue With The Gate Keeper


Standing outside the gates of Hell,

I sniff the air trying to figure out that smell.

I look around, but no one’s there,

Except a dirty old man, in his underwear.

He waves some kids to his car

And offers them candy and liquorish in a jar.

The kids all want some bubble gum,

Next thing I know,

One pulls out a sub-machine gun.

Holy Shit! I don’t believe it!

I know that old man’s just gonna eat it.

The car blows up.

The kids run away.

While everyone else, just goes about their day.

The gate keeper shows up and ask who I am.

I reply: I’m just a wanderer man.

Their’s no point in having a look,

You still have a chance of coming here,

According to my book.

I shrug my shoulders and walk away,

I’m not gonna die any time soon,

No matter what anybody says.

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