Colin Ian Jeffery - SINNER

Too late
He fell to his knees
Begging forgiveness.

But had lived a wasted life
Debauched, self-centered, all for pleasure
With any regard for man or God.

Pleading for mercy
He beat bloody fists on Heaven's gates
But no Saviour came for him.

Wringing his hands
Terrified of the coming torments
He entered Hell's threshold.

Finding within perpetual agonies
And torture from Satan's demons
Dancing grotesquely among the flames.

Colin Ian Jeffery

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