If this is Hell
There has to be a
Way out.

Even demons pray to God
In the pit.

And the light from the fires
Brings warmth in the
Ice cold,
Perpetual dark.

Hope abides in hopeless places.

God is just
And
God is judge.

There will be a reckoning of truth
And the good,
Outside of peace
Immersed in wrath,
As we cast off the castigated,
Punish the forsaken
In this life.

If God would forgive the worst of us
Forgiveness is unjust.

And if God wouldn't allow redemption
God would be unjust.

But so criminal too is eternity in Hell,
People change
And I can raise a dog
Good for good
Bad for bad,
And always trying everything before violence.

When anyone does good in any mood,
They are using the Law of God
Speaking through other people.

And the glory of God is an 80 year old man killed for being compassionate.

And holy is the rage
For retribution.

Though the valley in the shadow of death casts long shades,
The light of truth illuminates the way
And the Word was not made flesh,
But logic and axioms.

And liken unto God in God's image,
We can reason and act morally.

False prophets ask for money and control,
Whereas my visions are free
My vow of poverty serious.

My secret self is good.

Judge me then as foul detritus,
Disavow my negativity,
Claim alterior motives.

I know what I do
And it certainly isn't evil.