The Eternal Infernos of Pain
Front and Center!
Those Gates adorned with pearls in Heaven.
White angels soaring.
If by chance,
Ordered to enter;
Through St. Peter's Permission;
I demand from you chancellor;
A swift insanity plea, submission.
For this troubled soul is plagued,
By vast displays of wicked ways.
None lost.
Courtesy of meticulous examination.
Love lost.
Diligence pending Investigation.
Key Evidence, perpetually documented
In Sin's ominous catalog.
Rebuke my Judge!
For multitudes of shortcomings,
He failed to ascertain.
Moreover, present was He,
When Satan drafted me.
First round,
Pick three.
His Fantasy League...
"The Eternal Infernos of Pain"
JS Lambert
Copyright © Jslambert Mister Roboto | Year Posted 2011
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