To my just and merciful God...
Our life on earth is base enough
For you to agree to our fate.
Where lest we honor all your stuff
We choose to live without a wait
Or hope of heaven's happiness.
So what of the man who chose the path
That leads to the place of historical wrath?
Are you, forever just, to take the poor man's sin
And convert it to eternal hate, with no ransom
To save his soul? I pray not.
In your unfathomable mercy and justice
You cannot condemn a man's God-given weakness
And lay the man eternally to hell.
For if the punishment fit the crime it shall
Give to me the simple hell of never seeing you.
The earthly standard of pain cannot compare
To the vacuous instant of my despair
With full knowledge that I will never see your face
And then, through mercy, to disappear.
6/11/97
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