by The Old Farmer

Created on: October 28, 2008

Hell

Is hell for real or is it just legendary lore,

Is it a wisp of nothing or what's in store?

Do we migrate into the pit or do we stay,

Do we endlessly wonder and never play?

Are we a vapor that is seldom seen,

Or are we a person all angry and mean?

Is hell a place that awaits a crowd,

And a place where pain is seen aloud?

Do we parish or do we exist,

Or do we dwell in a flaming mist?

Are we whole or are we in part,

Are we dead with no beating heart?

If it's real are we able to rejoice,

Or have we made a horrible choice?

Can we feel a human touch,

Or do we only mutter and such?

If hell is real and agony reaches high,

Is there a limit in time that we must cry?

Will it have an ending time and place,

Or will it be an endless tormented race?

I think it's real and a fiery sober pit,

And I just as soon not be a part of it.

I would rather be eternally free,

And not a part of a flaming sea.

So if I decide to go to heaven instead,

And eliminate all of hells fiery dread.

Then I must embrace God's only Best,

And in His loving arms I'll find eternal rest.

Learn more about this author, The Old Farmer.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.