Wide Cast Are Silk Nets Of Mammon
soft smoke cigarette
or a sulphur smell
a cigarette bright lit
or a smell from hell
darkness parts in hope morning
God gives last biblical warning
beware repent hour is late think
hell fire awaits sin lightless stink
dawns a questionable new day
spent in which where what way
narrow is choice road to heaven
wide cast are nets of mammon
poem by Terence George Craddock

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