Rapt with hope, I look forward to
that final Day, when the chosen few---
the saved by Christ; in Christ, the elect---
shall attain the constellate prospect,
above, in the promised Heavenlies;
nor will, nor desire to, reject
Love, Pity, and the Common Courtesies.
Then, also, clock time's inconvenient tyranny
will concede, at last, to Christ's Eternity.
And grasping human selfishness
will have not more, but infinitesimally less.
And those who have deemed themselves extraordinary,
exceptional in all things customary
(those who enlarge themselves by sordid degrees)
will suffer in Hell's rigid policies---
broiling, roasting scorching, with no cooling dampers:
forever damned as unhappy campers.