Take it Back

A bit political Inspired by WW1 and my Littr class.

In a world of terror
where hell is preferred
she felt the need to knock on that door
encased in red, and her,
no tears to shed
For she wanted this end
so she begged and begged
for him to take her to that bed
within the red hot earth
down below in which she would search
for the creature bellow at which she could yell
"Do you job! For you have lost hell!
Up above to the land you once walked
pay attention for you're in shock
at how this could be worse then true
take it back, or if you so chose
You can have the fresh air
There is no hell down here."
 

Author's Note

I know I'm not a big fan of punctuation.
It's not that I don't know how to use it,
I just prefer my poetry with out.