No, Not Really
The Christ will not ascend to heaven while
One sinner screams in hell or close His gates.
This absolute is known, or, if not, vile
That Gospel truth of love since hellfire waits
Forever and forever forcing God,
Omniscient, to feel the fact of pain
Unending and unending, showing odd
The doctrine of salvation with the stain
Of agony inside His knowing heart
That has that torture locked inside its flesh
Made up of perfect spirit, loving start
To endless finish, torment always fresh.
The faultless core, agape, always lives
With groans. This faulty Christ never forgives.
~ Phillip Whidden