in taking the cue
from
Jean Paul when he says that-
'Hell is
Other People'
i have since
then
avoided People
to include
you
and almost to include
Me
but at the end, how can i
avoid
Hell?
or taking another
deeper
reflection upon such cue
why is
Other People
Hell?
or
Does Hell exist really?
People are People
and they shall always be people
these people of the world
you, they, me
How can i be Hell?
so I now declare: i am bliss
i am paradise
goodbye Jean Paul
now i live here, in this paradise
me, i and myself
triumvirate in a state
of bliss!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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