Path To Hell

Path to Hell
By Michelle Morris
09/02/2023

They cut down the trees
No more paper was to be had
No more personally written letters
No calligraphy or beautiful script

They shut down the electricity
No more advances in technology
No more communication between us
No zeros or ones across the globe

They destroyed our real food and water
No more wholesome goodness for our bodies
No more sustenance for our minds
No more energy for our souls

They took away everything
No more homes or schools
No more churches or learning
No more options to earn a living

All that was left was piles of money
Worthless paper, valued against nothing
All that was left was emptiness
Humanity broken, souls aching for Heaven 

But Heaven was closed down
Not enough interest
Instead of enlightenment and love
Humanhood bred disbelief

Can we reverse the sands of time?
Can we shed these mortal shells?
Can we let go of ego and control?
Can we reverse our path to Hell?

At no point have we truly learned - yet
History seems to be an ever widening spiral on repeat
Is there hope for us to change?
Is there any light that's not a destructive feat?

Nature does not need us
We need Nature
God does not need us
We need God

Let us write missives of love
Let us communicate with pure hearts
Let us fuel ourselves and others with positive energy
Let us be constructive in all our endeavours

Let us remember that money is merely paper
Let us remember what is truly valuable
Let us treat Nature and God with respect
Let us embrace our souls in light and healing

Let us stop our path to Hell
Let us pave the way to Heaven
Let us be connected in light and love 
Let our hearts beat as one, forever 

© Michelle Morris, 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Peck Avatar
February 9, 2023 at 3:32 PM
Your poetic cries are beautiful, Michelle. Yet they don't hear them... Best of luck in contest!
Morris Avatar
February 10, 2023 at 1:40 PM
Thank you, Ann. I agree with you. I don't know about a contest... But thanks. Take care and enjoy your weekend, Michelle:-)
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February 9, 2023 at 11:20 AM
“For through the law I died to the law so that I might live for God. I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!” Galatians 2:19?-?21 NIV We need Christ within us to lead us home : ) Reborn of the spirit
Morris Avatar
February 9, 2023 at 12:45 PM
Thank you for sharing this lovely reminder. Blessings and best wishes. :-)
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