Hell, Suddenly
Poetry By Gerard Haughey

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Hell, Suddenly
Poetry By Gerard Haughey

My Lord,
My Father, Oh God
Do you hear me?
Jesus, I cry out your name
Oh, Lord of Mercy
Draw to me... if you hear?
I am close to him,
I see him, he sits at a table
As if he is making some thing.
I am chained in my flesh
And even in faith,
I have caught a snare of his wire
Lord, my foot was caught upon a temptation
He has held me since
My flesh is like a laboratory for him
I want to say he is throwing darts at me..
When they strike me, Lord
I become a lost one,
I have lost You, Savior
On the dirty earth-
I have fallen away
Into deep and thick wilds
Where have I gone, Lord?
To hell?
I am on the floor, Lord..
I am no more, Lord
Oh Father, come..
Bring The Shield Lord
Bring the Sword Lord
My breaths are shallow,
Oh God, Oh Jesus-
Do you not see me?
Do not hear me?
Have you lost all care of me?
I am so SORRY...
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I only have but a few breaths left, Lord
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And I see satan jump up and run out of this place
My eyes are diseased
My tears squeeze through the puss of filth my eyes have seen
And even searched out
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But I can see through a little hole in the mucous
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I can barely lift my head but I am suddenly
Struck by what I see-
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I see a figure of a man
As Bright a man, as the brightest light could ever be
I have by now, forgotten who I am
My sickness draws as close to death as a man can
When I see a Hand stretched out-
I want to lift my hand...
But I am not strong enough to do this
I see Him bend .... and I....
--- die ---
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But!
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I have died in His Arms
Hallelujah Hallelujah
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We must have Ascended
For when I wake I am high above the earth...
I see that the Man so Bright.. lets me go..
And I feel Wings thrust out of me
I cannot explain how I am flying through this air....
We are going, somewhere.
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And where we are going,
Many wait- and do not know-
There, they pray..
For they know a prayer was heard
From a pit far below
And, me, they know
They know my face
But not my Faith
So, their prayers are such that I was faithful
That I believed in Jesus Christ as the Son of God
The Savior of me and all men in the world
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Oh I smell the perfume of these prayers
It is a perfume unmatched in any place there be...
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It is the Lord who Ascends before me-
And I am flying behind....
And bells ring out
For the Lord is Close
And the Gates Open...
And they all see the Lord
But not me....
So they wait to see....
Looking still, if there would be....
And a roar is heard
From far below
A Joyous Roar that turns to Song
And I am far above the millions of them
Circling round them above....
When I turn my head around
I See!
That I am in the Clutches of A White Dove
T'was never me, could fly
T'was the Holy Spirit of Jesus Christ
And the Lord did Land upon Pure white marble
And we began to near all the Joyous ones..
And my feet did touch the floor as well
I am New.
And I see the Dove is a Light
And I see Jesus Christ is a Light
And the Dove and the Lord join
And a Brighter Light is born
And I hear a most beautiful voice
And I see a Light so bright
And I can look at it for my eyes are able...
"little one, do you know who I am"
You are God The Father
And God and Jesus and The Holy Spirit
Become One....
And I see who God is.
And oh is He God!
He is like Fire
He is like Oil
He is like Rain
He is like the Wind
He is like a Flower
And this is God
From the pit, I am Safe now
Simply so, of Faith bestowed in me for Him
Through the world ruled by satan, himself
And the Saints run over to me
Gerard, Gerard they all say to me
Oh we love you, oh we've prayed for you
Gerard, Gerard....
Our brother is Home.
And I feel a weight upon my head
And the Angel's appear
And music is so clear
And they sing a Song
"Crown of Life"
And I receive a most Gracious Gift...
~LIFE~
By Gerard Haughey, © 2012, All rights reserved.

Author notes
Prompt: The world is designed to kill the Soul of those already damned to death, in the first place- but he who resists his own nature, resists the world.. he who suffers and he who does this will suffer... but he who does these things and suffers these sufferings for the Sake of God's Son.. He, God, will draw that man to His Son... And Jesus will come upon that man and baptize him through The Holy Spirit. And this man shall Live Again. Me.