Hellish Fever

Poem by: parkelis

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There is a light even if we don't see it.

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Submitted: March 28, 2011

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Even in the fiery depths of hell,

there is an ever-so lighted well,

with the power of a fallen angel,

to give the men a chance at feeling full.

What is hell but the bleakest darkness.

It's nothing but eternal mess.

A swamp, a pit of all that has gone to waste. 

Come, come quickly, move in haste.

To the well, where in there's sight.

Of a magical, long unforeseen light.

We have a chance to make all wrong.

Into a right, with the aid of a simple bong. 

How can it be?  Is what they say so true.

Where even in the deepest abyss, there is blue.

Never turn away, never run from it. 

Even here, even there, there is something lit.

Stop. Look at your life.

Those moments you thought of a knife. 

There is no need. 

Even in hell, there is light...no need to bleed. 


© Copyright 2016 parkelis. All rights reserved.

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There is a light even if we don't see it.
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