I took a walk through hell... just to see
Who I would find... and who was set free
I stepped inside those fiery pits
To see if it was real... see if it exists
There was no presence of a rapist... or a room for thieves
No place for conductors of murderous regimes
No home for the adulterer... terrorists were absent
No idol worshipers... nor lovers of fashion
No residence for the addict... the heroin fiend
Not even the dealer... or the man in between
Blasphemous bastards never greeted my sight
As if Lucifer himself couldn't decipher wrong from right
But I walked... walked... peered into the darkness
How could the almighty Lord be so heartless?
I took a walk through hell... and who did I see?
A priest... a doctor... a prophet... and me...

-Jon Chambers

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