His voice,

A tempting tone,

In our heads,

But we listen,

We do not fight,

We think its okay,

But its not.

He tells us,

It doesn’t matter,

The little things don’t count,

You won’t be judged,

It won’t hurt,

But if you do it for long enough it will,

It will hurt more then you know.

You will be judged,

And you will be denied entry,

To that peaceful place,

That happy place,

That haven,

You cannot have entry to the glorious kingdom,

You will have to settle in one of the lesser kingdoms.

Still bright,

But not as bright,

Or glorious as the highest kingdom,

Where you can live with your family,

Where you can touch the lord,

Where you can be happy,

Happier then you thought possible.