My Fiery Wrath
You’ve seen my rage that can smite cathedrals’ steadfast posture
Exempting not that edifice in Notre Dame midst its antique feature…
May I remind you of hell-fire* in that place of forever torture
With restlessness’ angst and despair-puncture
Sealing the faithless in their doomed future
Midst cruel hatred’s defiant gesture.
You’ve witnessed my fury’s destructiveness
Revealed by the Notre Dame Church fire’s perilousness…
Such is just a glimpse of my fire in hell’s endless darkness
Where misery’s gloom prevails in blackness
Due to sufferings, despair, hopelessness
Leaving the convicts in their guilt’s fierceness.
You’ve beheld my wrath unleashing fatal empowerment
That reigned to haunt religious predicament and faith’s sentiment
Presenting a grim warning of hell-fire as everlasting torment
Expressing death's wailing every moment
As sorrows, anguish, woe wildly lament
With constant gnashing of teeth engagement.
You’ve experienced how it is to awakened by God Almighty
Now, reflect on this reality as I appeal to your spirituality…
My fiery ability in hell can be missed by trusting the Lord’s certainty
In placing faith in Jesus Christ’s redeeming security
He vanquished hell’s power with His sacrificial love’s purity
And you can have such assurance throughout eternity.
*Mark 9:47 …It is better for thee to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire.
May 8, 2019
1st place, "NOTRE DAME IN THE NEWS" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues; judged on 6/6/2019.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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