Sonnet: Heaven Awaits All But...

No man is bad, however bad, he be;
No soul's beyond the redemption of God;
For infinite is Almighty's Mercy;
The worst sinner can still be saved-'Tis odd.

'Tis right of God to save the soul He wants;
No one can say a word against His act;
'Tis left to each to wear his choicest pants;
No one dare question with mankind, God's pact.

All that I plead to God is, 'Forgive me, '
Take me to Heaven when my time is ripe;
God hates just sins; forgives sinners freely;
True tears of men, He certainly does wipe.

God loves all souls whom He made with same love;
The Crow is not inferior to the Dove.

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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