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Dec 2011
Infernal fires flicker underground

And pearly clouds of white do float above

But I do love the burning smells I’ve found

The licking flames and billowed smoke hereof

For nowhere else does fire blaze so bright

As in the realm below the one we tread

For nowhere else can darkness seem so light

As in a realm where all the light has fled

So why is it that burning rays of sun

Above a world of blinding light so stark

Are so preferred upon oblivion

A world of peacefulness and blissful dark

For there are those who think of night as day

And hell as heaven reached another way
I wrote this poem because I had some thoughts about the human definition of heaven and hell. And I wondered, wouldn't heaven and hell hold different definitions for different people? In the words of John Milton:

The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
Julian Mullins
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