Nothing exists; no hell, no zenith,
everything’s life, if it’s unsheathe!
‘Devils do exist’; it’s just a myth,
it’s only human, the feelingless heath!
Sometimes it’s being mystery; how to stay blithe,
with evils around you, some people you’re with!
When one’s good to world; he’ll find only writhe,
& who have been not, why get joy forthwith?
Why can’t we be close? why not kin n kith?
Let’s shape our relations like a goldsmith!