What If This Is Hell

What if this is hell What if we are the dead It makes sense The murders, the rapes, the sorrow I do believe it is a possibility, So I am doing my best to help others up and out Inspiring them to follow their hearts. Maybe the artists and the poets are at the top level, almost ready for the giant leap To the good place. Maybe the murderers and the rapists have a long way to go I do think I am right about this. I am sold on it, because I have been invincible. I have expected to die three times. Yet, here I am. Alive? I doubt it. Maybe our souls are crying because they are aware that we are dead Maybe this is hell. It makes sense to me, And it seems fair. Tread lightly, my friend. We are probably not supposed to know, So go ahead and pretend ignorance. I am only sharing this insight with poets and artists.