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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Cherie Leigh

Hi Greg...Great illustration and imagery using the abandoned cornfield and feeling abandoned and mocked as hell...I think this side of life can feel very much that way at times....Great work. xo ;)

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