Poem -

Cornfield of Abandonment

Cornfield of Abandonment

I think
Hell
Is like
Being
In
A cornfield 
Miles from 
Anyone
ABANDONED 

prayers
Being
Screamed
While
Crows
Above
Mocks
The
Echoes
of
Desperate
cries

The soul
mimicking 
a small
Child
Who has
Been left
To wander
In wet 
pants (  soiled from urination)
Fearful
To what
is to 
Come

Yes 
I think
Hell
Is an infinite
Cornfield
Where 
Communication
To our
Creator
And the
Ones we 
love
Ceases....

Sometimes
This poet
Feels
As though
Hell
Is already
Present.....

 

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