An Everlasting Torment

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Poetry that speaks of Hell and a cross between a fiction/non-fiction take on what it will be like.

Submitted: December 07, 2013

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Submitted: December 07, 2013



An Everlasting Torment


The pits of fire crackle.

Cries of the wicked are heard.

The devil and his demons, like witches cackle.

“Why did I not follow God’s word?”


You see, they cackle because they succeeded,

In bringing you all here.

Here, to this place of horrid torture.

The blazing inferno; human flesh it sears.


Even the strongest of men, in this place,

Grow the strongest of fears.

You actually had a choice to make,

A golden city of bliss, or here?


If not yet, choose wisely before too late.

Narrow is the way, straight is the gate.

I urge you: Do not go astray.

Because wide is the gate, and broad is the way,


  In which people venture here.

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