Daniel's entry; round one:

I met a man with whom I fell in love
This made my parrents whish that I would die
For he, he was a man, and so was I
They never hid their loath and hate thereof

Then one day I got ill, and lost the fight.
"It's God who've punished you" my mother told.
So left, did I, this life I once controlled;
I closed my eyes and stepped into the light.

This must be heaven and I must be dead.
See, people here are happy! All is well -
forgiven for whatever we had done.

Then one man turned towards me, grinned, and said:
"Freedom you'll find here, for this is hell,
and heaven's filled with tyrants - here are none."