There is a reason
Even the spelling of hell
Is shorter than that of heaven
All fingers of suffering
Point to the breasts of heaven
As eyes of fun invite
From the gates of hell
But why does the way to hell seem farther?

As heaven promises a smooth end
It taunts and haunts by flaunting to daunt
Behind hell whose fun does dash
Why can’t none pass
Its blocking hell
Before death shoots it unmissing arrow?
This heaven
Confusing but refusing
To deducing the amusing facts
That we are merely its pawns
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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