EXTREME PERTINENCE.
   
  Some old people are really priceless,
  like my grandma.
  I always knew she was like a Saint; 
  Someone whose words would always inspire or teach me something true.
   
  But some are so deserving of leaving this World...
   
  In seeing people like the latter ones,
  I think to myself `why would God ever need a place, a special spot,
called Hell?'…as for me, Hell is being with those I write about 
right now.
   
  Truth is that they could change and wish for being loved, lovable;
  They could wish for finally being respectful of people's lives and
  existence.
   
  But what appears to be true to me
  is that Hell is, indeed, their preferred spot also after death.
   
  I would never be able to understand, 
  but am pretty sure they are so happy there...
   
  Changing?
  They could...
   
  But God also knows that happiness is all;
  That is probably why He allowed the devil to keep on existing;
  Some people will never know what to the devil's mortal enemy belongs;
  Yet, so happy, will never deviate themselves
  from the straight line leading to those who are infinitely lesser
 souls...