Beyond Hades

I was on a ride
I knew was different
From the start;
Life looked different,
I didn’t play the part.
People walked around
The circumference
Of their own heads,
Asked wrong questions,
Got wrong answers,
Lived outside hearts,
And lost in others’ beds;
Sunday after Sunday
came, without fail,
the same text was read;
But wisdom, sadly,
It did not impart;
To glory, Man wasn’t led.
Whispers were chased,
Temptation never fled;
The glorious book
Had left them
Beyond Hades,
for dead.