You Didn’t Have to Do That

 

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You Didn’t Have to Do That

You Didn’t Have to Do That

Welcome to Hell, friend.
Come, warm yourself upon a flame.
So glad you came to join us,
You’re going to love our game.
Now grab yourself a trident
And spear that baby there—
Now aren’t you glad you came?

Oh, by the way, kid,
Back up there on Earth,
The torture that you thought you felt
Was only a prelude to the screams
You hear down here, kid,
Here is that living hell
You gave yourself in constant dreams.

I’ve got your soul now, kid,
A jewel added to my crown , kid,
That moment when you ended it…
You didn’t have to do that!
You didn’t have to do that.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Welcome to your hell, kid,
You didn’t have to come here
But you listened to my song
Sweet, isn’t it? Ha ha ha ha

Yes I am the Devil,
And I have claimed your soul.
Now get busy on your new job, kid,
Kill that baby once again.
That’s what you’ll do now,
Through all eternity.
I’ve got your soul now, kid,
’Cause you took your own life, kid,
And you didn’t have to do that, kid.
You didn’t have to do that.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ….

You sold your soul to me, kid,
The moment when you said
Gimme another shot man
I don’t care if I live.

You denounced your god, kid,
You said you no longer believe.
He didn’t answer your prayers, kid,
I did!
So away from you body, your soul took its leave.

Ha-h-a-ha-ha-ha-ha

Cold, oh so cold did your body become
The moment you gave up on life.
But welcome to my hell kid
I swear I’ll keep you warm.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa

Welcome to Hell, kid,
This is your new home
Through all of eternity.
THIS is your eternal home. Ha-ha-ha-ha

And guess what, kid?
You didn’t have to come here,
But you made your choice
The moment you stuck that needle in,
And you didn’t have to do that, kid,
You didn’t have to do that.

HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA- HA……..

Note: Addiction is one thing; disease is another.

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One is a choice to start with, the other is a very uninvited guest, the one who came to dinner and forgot to go back home.
In keeping with my Alzheimer’s theme: This reminds me of the hell my wife went through with Alzheimer’s. At one point, in the transition unit between hospital treatment and entering a care home, she began to hallucinate. This is a facet for some Alzheimer’s sufferers.
I would wheel her out in the garden, and every time we turned one corner and approached a certain bush, she would scream and point and make protective gestures.
Sometimes she would do the same thing in the TV area.
She was seeing some evil; her synapses were misfiring; the disease was taking hold.
Such hell to live through.
She didn’t have to go there /do that /either – if only the researchers could find that cure.
When?
–H. W. Bryce

CREDITS: Man burning in fire – Clip Art (no link found)
Seeing horror: http://agnosticambition.deviantart.com/art/scream-127741060

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Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards - International - English Poetry Contest Author of Ann, A Tribute, and Chasing a Butterfly, A story of love and loss to Acceptance with the poetry of Alzheimer's and poetry for everybody. Appears in anthologies in Canada, US, India, Mexico and Bolivia. Poetry in Ekphrastic Review and NWriteers International Networeworld Review. Member of Federation of BC Wrters, Royal City Literary Society, and Holy Wow Poets Canada. Member Writers International Network: Distinguished Poet, Distinguished writer.
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