Reckoning

Will it be a final capsizing:               

souls dragged down by a life’s wreckage,   

swell-swallowed into Leviathan’s jaws?   

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Will it be a Dantean descent:

eyes sealed by lament’s frosted tears,   

shame locked in, under Cocytus’ cruel crust?

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Might it be a more modern Sheol:

waterboarded, lungs fear-filled, confessions

coughed until there is enough to convict?

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Or could the judgement of God be as this;

our broken fragments as shingle gathered

by His waters and made into music.