Burning Bibles

We're burning in hell
Can't you tell from the smell?
Our paradise lost
To the toll of deaths bell
Eden has fallen
Temptation to take
We inherited heaven
Perdition we make
But the Adam's and Eve's
Still want to believe
That by begging forgiveness
They'll get a reprieve
So they fall to their knees
Redemption at stake
Pleading for mercy
While damnation awaits
Outside heavens gates
Are woman and man
Those angels and demons
Who can't understand
They were given a choice
To do good or ill
And the state of their world
Would be of their will
So 'Heaven or Hell'?
The option is ours
Only we can deliver
Only we have the power

 

Reviews

[Nautili]

Spence,
Coming from a very different perspective, I will laud redemption's power and beauty in my own life. It isn't an excuse to do nothing to make this world a better place . That is just complacency, often laziness,which at times, admittedly comes from me, not from true christianity which says to serve orphans and widows. That is the heart of the gospel in it's pure sense- helping the downtrodden in spirit/soul/or both.I forget to do this- or choose to forget, so this poem is a good shake-up.

[Katherine Wyatt]

Oh how I like this one Spence... I live in the Bible belt...and ...well~need I say more.. Love how you turned it around at the end..point well made!!!

[Legion]

So true, but it wouldn't surprise me after all that has been done if God turned his back and simply said "To Hell with the lot.".