Gabriel Moreno (21/01/77 / Gibraltar)

I don`t know why this is called, 'Fith Tidings Of Hell.' There are many tidings here amounting to more than just five and, by the way, hard to count.

But the language here is not the common poetic stuff; you are trying to get away from that in this try, and I like that. I do not like poets that try to write like every body else.

You have your unique moments in this poem.

The best to you!