Hell dwells with the indecisive,
to save a culture, repeatedly bleeds just before ovulation
she can’t tell white from red
Hell burns for daft and violent ones who,
just for lands their mothers migrated,
drown babies and rape a girl-child
for they can’t tell red from pink
Hell calls out the judgemental who,
so outrageously criticises a specie’s love for another;
Its usually hard to tell pink from purple
Hell heats for the Confidence men who,
steal people’s livelihoods behind laptops
and even compose songs for sale, because
they can’t distinguish purple from blue
Hell awaits the leaders who,
wield great wealth and power, but without responsibility
so bring their motherland to the brink of poverty;
they can’t tell Blue from Black
Hell is for the Scatter-brain who,
uses the hue of another man’s skin,
to validate his micro-aggression
In plain sight, he can’t tell black from white
Heaven in my clearest conviction
will belong to those who,
without a veil of dogma, or belief, or race or religion
see clearly through life’s Color spectrum