There is no Hell but the one we create,
and should intelligent beings be made
to contradict themselves and become less than ape?

What gardens there be, of all that is discovered
not created by evil or a hand that plows a lover
to the ground with an alien heart that plunders

and with all thoughts so weak to give in
masticate an opposite of love called Sin,
that we should forget what life has been

what All is seen and some mistakes have made
the blind cannot and will never wake
to know what a breath so small has shaped

this Life, not yours, or mind to ****,
but be witness and appreciate --what evil could never
nor hate may endeavor to replicate

the garden you plant will not flourish without light
in hell (no Hell) nor without the rainy heights
you do not need to acknowledge the MightY

but inhale a breath and open your eyes wide
the heartless beasts all in the wild
if so inclined go sleep with them a while...


(Get woke with Beloved, see the Light)