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Hell must be darker...
The past life...a fluctuating pandemonium of chaotic,over-crowded hearts beating in a rhytmitic plea for solitude.
With over-flowing eyes and perfumed souls,hell must be darker than the future of the man clothed in rags,tentatively pushing on a trolley where his childhood memories once provoked harmony.
What about that chauffer in that beat-up,worn down motel who sleeps in a one-room apartment infested by cockroaches and resounding reminders of his fathers loving hands pushing him so meticulously on the swing.
Or that middle-aged man with society gawking at his success while insomnia favours his defence.
Hell must be darker than psychiatric evaluations of fathers raping their own flesh,blood,gay,lesbian,prostitute,feable-minded,racist,prejudice,blood-sucking,money-loving,God-hating species.
Hell must be darker than the two shades illuminated from block B,cell 34.Where an abused,bruised spirit lay to rest by a compromised judicial system.Where a Muslim mother holds her 3 year old son,with a gaping wound in his skull,listeningto his little heartbeat fade into nothingness.
Hell must be darker than life.
With over-flowing eyes and perfumed souls,hell must be darker than the future of the man clothed in rags,tentatively pushing on a trolley where his childhood memories once provoked harmony.
What about that chauffer in that beat-up,worn down motel who sleeps in a one-room apartment infested by cockroaches and resounding reminders of his fathers loving hands pushing him so meticulously on the swing.
Or that middle-aged man with society gawking at his success while insomnia favours his defence.
Hell must be darker than psychiatric evaluations of fathers raping their own flesh,blood,gay,lesbian,prostitute,feable-minded,racist,prejudice,blood-sucking,money-loving,God-hating species.
Hell must be darker than the two shades illuminated from block B,cell 34.Where an abused,bruised spirit lay to rest by a compromised judicial system.Where a Muslim mother holds her 3 year old son,with a gaping wound in his skull,listeningto his little heartbeat fade into nothingness.
Hell must be darker than life.
Published 22nd Apr 2013
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