We Think It Is All A Joke

Dear God,

Let me do this bit of preaching for the people of America. Also, use this that I've written in your name in order to cleanse me from all sin.

God Poem 60

We think it is all a joke,

Preaching the truth of the Bible,

But the great and terrible day

Is coming upon us as liable.

All of us, including me,

Will be thrown into the lake of sulfur,

God, as I speak these words,

My iniquities are a filling topper.

Does it matter which iniquity is greater?

Are different sins comparable?

To what are they compared to,

When they are invariable?

The truth is, we are all headed for Hell,

Be there no comfort in the future?

Not unless we show true repentance,

To dismiss the copper and pewter of sin,

For the gold and sliver of properly earned penitence,

For salvation is the ultimate goal.

Let there be love enough,

To tell when evil is afoot,

Let the true gospel be understood,

To do what it says,

To enjoy our daily bread,

But to all so help others who are in dread.

If our days are better or worse,

God, please lead us into the right spirit,

For our time is short,

Only few accept the word, the few who hear it.