What will bring you here
apart from a journey to the heart
of hell?
Will you stand then,
next to that accursed tree
and still speak the name?
Can you bear
bring Satan to your prayer mat
to make peace?
No messiah now,
not in this place where
you must face your own folly.
Yet, here is the Generosity:
it is your fate to find
light is both
the essence of fire
and its result.
That all the people you were
on the way in here
still hold a shred of the fool's hope
that hell only tends toward eternity
and that their name will be called
still, on the stroke of midnight.