Heaven To Hell And Back Poem by Al J. Cuesta

An alien dropped down from heaven,
Rode a black horse of redemption to see his father,
Who lived in a blue tea cup, by a sea of pink flamingo feathers;
He said God was a bit grumpy, not too good for company,
So he left, looking from an escape from theft and to run from villainy,
For he had stollen a beautiful angel,
An angel of silver hair and a bubbly body,
A body so hot, his hands in heat turned shoddy,
After he crossed a desert of desperation and pain,
He spoke to the angel, his mind moving on another plane;
The angel said: 'I do not belong with you, foreigner…
But heaven seemed boring, and your hands on my body felt restoring'

Once he got to his father, he cried:
'Father, I brought to you an angel'
'Son you should be in heaven, get out of my sight! '
'An angel so pretty, you can see mankind in her eyes' he feverishly implied,
'Oh son, but what have you done?
Your hands are melting, what have you become? 

Your stomach is belching, don't you realise son? 

You are not back on earth, for before you sin any more you have to run,
Repent son, for you are now with me in hell!
Leave this place, leave this place before it is to late to tell! '


So the angel, proving her worth,
Kissed the father goodbye, and took the son back up to earth.
Back on the third stone from the sun,
The alien thought of what he had become:
'Oh… God will not allow me to go back my sweet love'

The angel cried a tear of joy, while above him flew the whitest of doves.

'You do not understand,
For under Gods command,
You will always be welcome again,
You will be rid of every sin,
Under my recommendation,
He will without hesitation,
Let you back in.
If you truly believe, and repent before you begin,
Kidnapping an angel is not that big of a deal,
It has been done before, and only serves to heal,
Look back at your hands,
For God always understands,
They have grown out, like green grass,
They are now made of gold, not glass,
Come back with me to thy heavenly kingdom,
Be one more mere servant, one more earthly pilgrim.'

'No! ' said the Alien
'For I believe God to be boring…
Once he re-gains his sense of humour, i'll come back soaring! '