To Dante, With A Laugh

Dante, esteemed elder, I knew a certain man

who had an evil soul; his name I will not tell;

who, every moment of his too prolonged lifespan,

lived in a way that indicated he would dwell

in every chamber named in your poem about hell.

He seemed to strive to make his inhumanity

an obscene, vulgar and too present travesty

and, be sure, not Divine or earthly Comedy.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

PantyTwist, this is about my mother's stepfather, one of the most evil men I have ever met; who I had hoped was long gone into hell, but now another living version of him hovers on the periphery of my life.

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