Jesus looked at these people in disappointment
As they were, at the white throne judgement
Being,God's son
He knew, they were done
At a moment, they were, down there
And now, they are, here
At a place so spiritual
And so visual
Where the walls were white
This was some sight
In this place they felt more alive than ever
As if they could live forever
Everyone was standing
As in this place, more people were landing
There were people of every race
With an ugly or pretty face
Each having a different background
In this place not making a sound
If they did make a sound, they were looked at
All kinds of people here,slim,plump and fat
With all kinds of looks
Around them several books
Everyone stayed in a line
They suddenly knew "This book is mine!"
Books of every spirits life
Whether,child,mother,father, husband or wife
The book were all on a stand
As the Angels flip the pages, with there hand
Everyone was waiting on their time
To be sentenced of their crime
At first most people weren't sure
What they were there for
Till they saw people, being thrown, into the lava lake
That instantly, when seen, made them shake
Many hoped, for their mistakes,God would just make it slide
Many tried to escape and hide
But still found themselves, being judged by Jesus
Indeed this judgement, was a must
Everybody there, was getting punished
And for everyone, the verdict was finished
Because of their impurity
They were going to be in the lake burning, for eternity
As most heard God's voice
They wish,on Earth, they made the right choice
Surely, to enter heaven,from every human, God only accepts holiness
And nothing less
©arianna.b
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