Tyrants Dwelling In Purgatory Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Naked they stand
In front of God
No clothes to hide
Their vile sins

Blinded by light
Deafened by sound
Enticed by Satan
They're cowering now

Jesus projects their lives
On such towering screens
Every minute detail
Not one damn thing to be spared

Purgatory is
Like eternity
Murdering humanity
Beckons such damned damnation

Scorched cardinal feathers
Smell up purgatory
Sins of evil tyrants
Have now been so avenged