Challenge
Challenge of the Week CCVI
You've found yourself standing at the gates of Hell, and you're given a typewriter and one page waiting in it. You have one short poem to either keep you out, or shove you in.
Faith
Humanity-
Frail.
Forlorn.
Frightened.
Faith-
Humble.
Honest.
Hopeful.
Heaven-
Far-fetched.
Fever-dream.
Forever-dwell.
Father-
Happiness.
Holy-God.
He is, He was, He will be.
Hell-
Fearful.
Forsaken.
Forgotten.
Forgive me God.
Forsake me not.
Faith I have- despite death and dust.
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