the road to hell ends at its gate
no worries, you cannot be late
no need to knock, like heaven's door
they know you're coming from before
the smell of sulfur -- that's the baths
they are spread out along the paths
and lastly, please ignore the screams
remember, nothing's as it seems
Author notes: wc 53 https://allpoetry.com/contest/2795133-Hells-gate
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