Providence More Potent Than Pandemonium Poem by John Sensele

Let God roast scoffers and mockers
When hurt inside hearts rises
Cos providence pulverizes sordid stalkers
Who in the end deserve penitentiary prizes

In the cabals where they gather
Plotting the downfall soon to smite
The evil they knead and nod in the lather
Reeking of the plight that blights the night

They live to regret
The day they register their malice membership
Simulating and stimulating a sour secret
Leaking sties of lies shambling in the ship

Drowning in the sorrow
Their deeds and misdeeds
Sow and blow to backfire today or tomorrow
When misdeeds metamorphose into fatal feeds

They earn as they burn
Crying for mercy that grows rare
Cos the fates in the Utopian urn
Send their souls to scare their lack of care

Cos no human habit grows stronger
Than God who creates every life
That can't live or survive longer
Than God's calendar and timetable compose on the faith fife

Unless humans live a lie
Cheating their chests
Rewards reside in the crocodile cry
They invest in virus vests teeming with pests.