Ben
So there I was, standing in the Middle of 1 of the 9 Pits of Hell, burning to Death. Upon entrance they gave me a Life-Jacket (oh yeah like that's really gonna help).
You never know what's around the next corner in Life, you'll never know what's gonna happen next. But you can only hope for the Best.
A Sunflower Seed fell to the ground,. Hoping that it wasn't going to be found,. It grew up nice and tall,. But compared to Humans, it looked quite Small,. It grew up Big and Strong,.
Heaven was a calm place, not many people were on your Case,. Hell on the other hand,. Wasn't all that Grand,. The Devil still needed to pay his rent for the Land,.
Here's a poem about life, Sometimes it can cause a bit of Strife, But it doesn't compare to the Wonders, Nor does it the Blunders, That happens every day in Life..
Life, in the beginning, was controlled by itself. Humanity, was controlled by itself. They were all under the power of the People, but everyone had different views of the World.
It sits their, waiting in the middle of the Atlantic, with one survivor. He sits there like a skeleton, on the Deck Barrier freezing , is he Dead. His white face and weak knees would suggest so.