by Sabrina Plum

They’ve got it all wrong.
Hell is not the fabled fire and brimstone
sulfur smelling torture chamber that
the Bible makes it out to be,
Nor is it an eternity in an
empty four walled locked door room with
three inherently dysfunctional occupants as
Sartre philosophizes,
But it is beautifull and peaceful and enticing and it calls and cajoles you and you play in its flowered meadows which flourish under a pale blue sky and you swim and drink from its slowly winding silver streams which feed into moonlit oceans…..
And that’s why it’s Hell . You believe in it.