The Incinerator of the Almighty

by SAMUEL O. TAIWO

“But I will forewarn you Whom ye shall fear: fear him which after he hath killed hath power to cast into Hell. Yeah, I say unto you, FEAR HIM


Upon a nebular capped mountain sudd’

Stood I, a-freighted, by wonderment paled;

Of what I saw, bleak in my heart enshrined

I feign can well relate e’en to this day.

But I shall into this course my best hurl

If ought I this might by trying espouse

To wit: The flames of bleak eternity

The deafening screams, the vents of burning souls,

The filthy dustbin of the Almighty,

The dreaded, mystery labyrinths of Hell.

My eyes were opened as by spirits yon’

I chanced on the forbidden underworld;

In celestial or in terrestrial frame

Till date, O brotherman, I cannot tell.

Yet, this I know, that from my vantage point

Of rocks like Old Babel’s pride, high towering,

A throng of dead men walking I espied

I saw the dead, I saw both small and great

In a queue stretcht’, to th’ horizon fading,

By earth forgotten, by heav’n rejected,

With chalk-bleached eyes like flies, a-buzzing, hummed,

Clad in stark nudity and tempestuous

Sped they, the bestial throng, a-ragging swept

By surest gravity to Hell’s chasm.

Most stygian precipice of smoke it was

Boiling liquid fire ever whirring

(Immortal to Nebuchadnezzar’s flames

With scotching volcanic vent, pulsating

And belching putrid stench of burning flesh,

Of souls on earth dead, now in damnation)

From which rose that opaque, serpentine fog.

The rodor veiling like The Plague The Ninth

Of Mizra’m; the doomed their sight obscuring

Unbeknownst to them a-thronging they presst’

Till with drowning echoes like gushing damns

Headlong fell to th’ abysmal inferno,

Like those who before them went down in time,

And they, alighting in such hurrid pits

Bust into crimson human fireballs!

I, this strange sight beheld with utmost awe

With eyes bulging, spell bound by what I saw.

“So shall it be at the end of the world: the angels shall come forth, and sever the wicked from among the just,

And shall cast them into the furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth”.

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