A cooling wind
blew down
from Calvary,

where Jesus
hung upon
a stick,

painted red
with blood

and those
in Hell
sought to
catch a breeze

I caught
a glimpse
of Hell

Once, as a child,
within a dream

Somber faces
in a dreary place

Tortured,
due to sin

Now, wishing to depend

on Jesus

for salvation
from their sufferings

Release from the heat

I awoke
and found
myself sitting
upon a church pew

in a dreary place,

filled with
somber faces

Preacher
lecturing,

shouting,
torturing,

due to sin

All around me
were fans

in the hands

of those
depending

upon Jesus

for salvation
from their suffering

Release from the heat

A cooling wind

from where
Jesus

hung upon a
paint stick

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