A Flight To Hell 2 (To Kurt Cobain) Poem by Aram Stefanian

I was a rapid shadow heading for nowhere in scorching hell.
Amazed to hear the familiar NIRVANA tune ''Endless, nameless'',
I stopped to listen when someone said, ''Like a living soul you smell.''
Behind me stood an ugly three-horned creature, a knight of Darkness.
''Can you see me? '' I wondered, avoiding looking into his bulging eyes.
''You bet! '' he said, ''And I know damn well what the devil you are doing here.
There ain't no captive souls in hell, you bought a pack of lies.
To upsetting the balance of good and evil the angels came near.
If you don't get the hell outta here right now, my demons will fry you.''
''All right, '' I agreed, ''But not before I meet with my best friend.''
He objected, ''He hated himself and wanted to die, and his wish fell due.
He doesn't want to be saved, that's his own death wish in the end.''