I have died once.
My heart is hardened.
This is indeed the choice I have already chosen.
This was my fork in the road.
A heart filled with hate.
A heart attack will surely follow.
In a different realm.
I will die again.
No Virgil to lead me to light.
No Beatrice to beam a light down.
In the darkness of greed I stay with the lion.
The lion has taken hold of me as I allow it to control me.
And another death to follow.
When the earth gets sick of me and suffocates my last breath.
Into a hole I, go to rot.
Just my food for thought after reading Dante’s Inferno.