Paradise... Is Something Else Poem by Hebert Logerie

You don't have to die to visit the luxury of paradise;
Similarly, you don't have to close forever your eyes,
To experience the miseries, or to feel the fire of hell.

Contrary to ordinary beliefs, you are in total control
Of your destiny. If you keep on ringing the right bell,
And following the correct path, you shall protect your soul.

You can create your own hell, or your own paradise,
By rocking too hard or rolling too slow the imaginary dice.
Modesty and moderation are the keys to reach your goal.

You don't have to die to experience the beauty of paradise.
You can create your own heaven; you are always in total control.
You can create your own hell, by selling too cheap your soul.

Paradise is not what you think it is; it is something else.
Hell, on the other hand, is exactly what you think it is.
It is not doing what you ought to do, it is the ease.

It is the convenience to destroy yourself and others.
You always have a choice to either follow the chief or the soldiers.
Paradise is not what you think it is; it is something else.