The Untoward, as he moves along his road
through space and time; and, he hopes, entropy;
will find, awaiting him, his destiny
and his unwavering heartseep's abode
which he will occupy eternally
even if he did not fully aspire
to this; nor ever bothered to discern
the presence of the possibility,
of which he will make stark uncovery---
that downward plunge into depths of Lake Fire
where he will suffer untold agony;
where, more than that pain (as he roasts and sears)
he will have to bear the worst of his fears---
that no one, so it wil seem, will be near
enough to him, as he squirms there, to hear
the words he will, still, spew forth ceaselessly.
Starward