Alice Anne Gordon
Heaven & Hell - Poem by Alice Anne Gordon
Heaven and Hell; all on the same plane.
Depends on how you play the game
of life; depends on your reception;
depends on lies, truth and deception.
Where are you, in reality?
Heaven’s above? Hell’s below? Name
the reason that you know? Tame
the beast that yields the inception
of sleeping safe, in reality.
Heaven – a space where we once came,
Hell – a place to live without shame.
Some sell the brand; perpetuation.
Others reject, reprove in all damnation.
What riddles, what stories; outrageous claims!
That drive us from reality.
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