Lake of Fire, Hill of Ash (A Poem)

Lake of Fire, Hills of Ash

In the lobby of the church a pack
(or, is it a gaggle?)
of girls from FallOut (the church’s
unfortunately named youth group)
want to force God’s righteous hand.
They detail what must be done
for Christ’s one-time-only
you-don’t-want-to-miss-it
comeback tour
as they hand out plates of
crispy-on-the-edges lasagna that
Sharon, sweet, dependable Sharon made
for the fire evacuees:

“But, of course, no one knows when He’ll come back,”
one girl says to another
who isn’t even sure she
wants to be with Dylan
if the world is ending.

U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service; cropped by Beyond My Ken (talk) 00:25, 17 September 2015 (UTC) - http://images.fws.gov/default.cfm?fuseaction=records.display&CFID=5483993&CFTOKEN=26795309&id=D3E923D7%2DAFD7%2DE518%2D0289704F3021D5CD US Fish and Wildlife Service photo of fire whirl.
U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service; cropped by Beyond My Ken (talk) 00:25, 17 September 2015 (UTC) – 
US Fish and Wildlife Service photo of fire whirl.

Check out some of my other poems:

To My Hometown
Ars Poetica Op.12 No. 4
Wanderlust
How Majestic is Your Name (Psalm 8)

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Lake of Fire, Hill of Ash (A Poem)

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