29 Jun The Worst Pain of Hell
Posted at 14:06h
in Poems
To speculate on what is the worst part of Hell:
An ageless exercise many a poet tries –
Penning, trembling, the one pain that never dies.
Nobody there had stumbled and then forever fell;
All arrive soberly if not seriously deceived.
They gave up their soul and did so for free,
Only at death learning that everyone would see.
If you go to Hell after once having believed,
Would you not feel like you lost a precious stone
Which you tossed away on impulsive whim?
If your negligence led you to abandon Him,
And your Maker left you to eternity alone,
How much worse than if your father and mother
Departed from you because of your own deeds!
You had purpose but it slipped beneath Nile reeds.
Now counted with cannibals and voyeurs as a brother,
Surely it hurts to be as the worst of sinning ilk.
But if you never were going to Heaven from the start,
And God sighed at the very best contents of your heart,
You knit sorrows from grace and spun evil from silk –
Alas, all these faces you recognize in the abyss!
You go down with family and friends to a dark fate.
I loathe that feeling from Hell, to know it is far too late,
Preponderant hesitation, like a moment missed for a kiss!
But I know above all these is that one terror I flee,
That your God never gave up wanting to be your friend
And in a quiet moment He knew that it was the end,
That His tears for you stained stone in Gethsemane.
God chased you down all the way to the grave,
He cried for He knew you were too wretched to save,
And on that black day He died for you,
Anyway.