POETRY IN HELL

When they are in WAR against US and surrounding what WILL We say? This must be POETRY IN HELL!? and such and so we think ROSES and BLUE ROSES of gardens? To COPE? They charge against us with GUNS and bullets. What can we plan in defiance? Aaha! The BEST RETALIATION. From this persuasive STATION. with our ways we THINK poetically ah! Poetically POSITION POSY! WE LOVE we think LOVE EACH OTHER! and HUNGER NOT A BIT! That IS FOR THE WEAK! We Need NOT food! we pose discrete! Oh! No NOT never ever MEEK! GOOD common SENSE! Brothers RAGE with SELF DEFENSE! Think LOVE! Flowers in our Gardens! Roses ALWAYS BLOOM? This be poetry in HELL! Then the bombs FALL we emerge from beneath the earth. FIRE! WE BLAZE! With furious ravenous RAGE OF UNFORGIVING FLAME! and yet they then BLAME US? For our HATEFUL DIVISIVE frantic faction REACTION?! aaha ha! This is POETRY IN HELL! All of us keepable EQUAL PEOPLE. We see and ñow know what it is TO BE WE OF POETIC SPIRITUALITY! We know poetry in hell Watch THERE DO YOU SEE ROSES BLOOM! whose Blood this IS SPATTERED on Those delicate petals?! Their bombs, All of their HARMFUL ARTILLERY is nothing against WE! our magnitude Stands PROFUSE! we have nothing in this Hell. We have everything in our poetic PERSISTENT PARADISE OF VERSES and verses. Aah! WELL WELL WELL! WELLCOME to POETRY IN HELL!