An Angel Appeared In Hell Poem by JOBY JOHN

Angels are always with
you and me.
Do not laugh—
be serious.

Hell is the place
where they first appear,
and are asked to remain.

Once there was a garden,
you and me within it.
But we made it hell,
and an angel appeared
where you and me once were.

Yes! It must be so.
God desires angels
not only in heaven,
but in the hell we have fashioned.

Why do you laugh?
You and me—
with angels sent.

Soul and body,
mind and sense,
are the very place
where they dwell.