Michelle Smith Poet Monorhyme

Hell No I Don'T Wanna Go To Hell

This sinner here --Michelle--
learned at St. Peter Chanel
there's no point to rebel
Life without God is Hell

Not just a state of mind
also an afterlife confined
to weep, & teeth-grind
all happiness -- behind

It would NOT be fun--
not "a day in the sun!"
no chance to go for a run
the joys of life -- done

Never chillin' with friends
too late to make amends
from Love, the soul rends
and remorse never ends

I don't know about you--
thoughts of Hell make me blue
but it really exists -- it's true
souls could avoid it if they knew

A big pothole in the crosswalk
won't disappear just cuz we balk
we have to watch where we walk
to be safe, lock, barrel and stock

To step up safely, it'd be smart
to climb the ladder to God's Heart
via her--who from Him--isn't apart
the Immaculata's sweet help is a start

Say, Mary be a mother to be now
she's closer to her Son than me --or thou--
from His Cross, He did endow
her to be a mother to us all --and how!

Mary's every word in the Holy Bible
can clear up any anti-Jesus libel
her love for all nations, intertribal
more devotion-worthy than Cybele

I hope Jacinta, Francisco, and Lucia
keep up their intercessory Ave Maria
praying till the world's end: good idea
for peace in Russia, Ukraine (& Korea)

These kids turned their lives around
with the fervent prayer life they found
their sacrifices for sinners did abound
due to their vision of Hell so profound

St. Faustina also envisioned Hell & told
to lovingly warn us, not abrasively scold
read her beautiful story and be consoled
Divine Mercy's testament is New, & Old

We have a way out, with the Lamb
(in other words, the Great I Am)
it's not too good to be true, no sham
Divine Mercy doesn't wish to damn

Ceaseless tortures? No thanks!
I'd rather join the ranks
of all the repentant cranks
giving up our sinful pranks

So then here's my advice
gotta be better than "nice"
but God's grace will suffice
to grow virtue from vice

He's the Way, Truth, and Life
He understands our strife
Urging us with Love, not a knife
Loving us though our sins be rife

There's a twist to this story
I look forward to Purgatory
as more purifying than gory
for God's greater glory

Ultimately I say: Aim Higher
God created us with the desire
after this short life, to retire
to sing in Heaven's choir

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