The Pearly Gates

Man arrives at gates

Greets St. Pete

Says is this the complaint department

Are you the guy I blame

For having to spend my life working

No time for friends family love

Health art thriving bliss nature

Not even time for god

I mean if god is energy

And the life force

And everything
Shot through with light

And darkness

Not a guy on a throne

St. Pete goes poof!

Disappears

And the man

Finds himself

Back at square one