Between worlds

When I went on a trip to hell

The busy manager gave me a tour

And I saw the faces of its trapped souls

It’s hot down there but the citizens’ hearts are so very cold

I felt like a cube of ice sitting atop the sun

I wanted to see the wonders of heaven

But the angels wouldn’t let me in

They said my soul was impure

And that the city was full and could hold no more

So I am forced to spend eternity

On this empty Earth

Because I don’t want to live in hell

But heaven won’t accept me

Is this the faith of a man without faith?

source:http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/between-worlds/