Utopia Poetry Contest, Hell and Heaven, March 28, 2017

UTOPIA POETRY CONTEST BY 03/28/2017 Hell cannot tell of its attractions, I assume I searched for brochures on the internet I even went to the Library of Congress last June! Does heaven win merely by default? But neither have I known any heaven – Except those times in southern climes When near Tugela river, I climbed mango trees with cousins (They were not monkeys, only favorite relations). I am reading an old book, now, called “Book” It must be Greek to me, to you, and to everybody “Libro” and “Libris” are familiar Latin roots This old book does talk of freedom and liberty To get free I would have to die, first – maybe twice And I am no longer sure if I‘d been baptized In the right places, the three times that come to mind; Some say “You can be sure,” or “Once saved, always saved!” From what? Perhaps they mean “hell” by contrast But if I have to forgive enemies here, and live with them there, - With no toilet paper, nor marriage, nor future and past … It's time I began making heaven right now, right here! © Anil Deo, 20170326