The Ultimate Protest
by: Dana Stamps, II
“I do believe in God, but I have the right to protest
against His ways; I have the right to be angry.”
– Elie Wiesel
I love you so much, friend,
fellow human, that if I knew
you were burning in Hell
while I was basking, holy
in the beatific vision, forever,
measured in sacred centuries
like seconds, then it would
not be Heaven for me, ever!
in so-called Heaven, flawed,
unheavenly. I would protest,
picket, burn in Hell with you
on principle. And you don’t
even have to worship me, hot.
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