The bible-beater condemns us to a
lake of fire so hot.
Then I ask myself, do we deserve this
condemnation or not?
Take a scan over the large, vast,
And I guess the thumper can say it
with a face so angry, so straight?
I guess the eagle will make a
cock-eyed landing onto melted concrete.
And then God's judgment will be so poetic,
more brimstone than bittersweet.
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