By A.R. Perez

The decision yours, blind gatekeeper,
Take the vow, please, reap the wisdom,
Oblige our God, make the commitment;
Folks impetus, if be so, fear, I suppose,
Who wants to die then burn unforgiven.

Join Death, dinning at Lucifer’s sauna,
Always his hunger, eat, then throw up;
Thirsting there on other men’s piss pots,
Dung teeth stuck on his viscous gums,
Forcing sex with vile skinned corpses.

‘Tis the other afterlife, dearest friends,
Dante’s version are the painterly verses;
Poetically aloof, encouragingly sublime,
The Enemy host as sometimes warden,
Anti-Divine, opposition, not the causes.

Taken for granted, foul feral outcomes,
Spirits warned Man, not now, coming,
Grand fabrications his horrific wishes,
Halloween with deceptive sweetness;
Losing sleep whence unnerving souls,
Reminding all of his chaos foretold,
Witness the sheep and goats form lines,
Piggies and cowies final frightful gazes.

Love forgettable, seems simple today,
Could’ve abated, but frothing amazes,
Stupid advice of lost bastardly brains;
Angels embrace force gifted salvations,
Blind too blind, deaf can’t comprehend,
Remember, there’s still time for choices,
For stalled spirits, released, or not at all.

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