So pleasant to be greeted

And yet when pondered brings forth a haze to that which not already known 

Can a word consisting of hell be any good

As the abode for which  souls suffer torment 

An abyss yearned to escape permeated with pain 

Exiled spirits filled with fear at which the demons toy

Where as beauty beyond compare a hex to its beholders

Exemplified Helen whom by her presence initiated the slaughter of Troy 

Requesting  help is a must in order  to obtain 

A choice depending on the individuals need 

Though if decided to bare one’s burden alone can hardly blame 

Tis claimed to have pride is a sin 

But if possessed nothing but mere pride

To be  assisted brings forth hell 

An obligation summons submission to whom gave a helping hand 

Which if exploited can be used to stir up guilt or even shame 

Used as protection for the cranium to preserve one’s life

And yet perturbed by it’s given name 

As is a blessing when worn a helmet

In division meant to behold gehenna’s gate 

reduced the risk however survival still  deemed uncertain 

For when in  severe danger beneath the head regarded helpless.

A Maestros Mind In Ink