The Hell Among Us! Poem by Adilson Pinto

Every man is made of many parts:
He feels himself attracted for many things...
His eyes look at many splendors:
The stars, the suns, the galaxies, the worlds,
Nearby him and far from him...
His personality is so diverse, really so diverse
But a day he awakes, he looks more attentively around him
And then he decides which part of himself
He will put it out, and he will live according to it
Until the last day of his life!
But we cannot forget the dark side of ourselves
and maybe such a man will be happy to be called - Hitler!
Then the stars, the suns, the galaxies, the worlds, they will cry
Because something wrong will be happening
And everybody will have to pray so that this obscure global moment
Be fast and does not delay an eternity:
The hell will be here, among us!