Criminals
Evil doers, sinners
Have a place for them
In the seven realms
Of increasing severity
After death
They are not free
They are confined to the
Nightmarish chambers of
Hellish suffering
Penance has its forms
You can't escape your fate
Guilt is your only companion
Help is in guise of temporary relief
One's life is not meaningless
Not to be wasted in the gambles of delusions
For like the seven gates of hell
There are indeed the seven gates of heaven