Busily Late

Only a small part I play
I’m late in entering the stage
Busy turning Hell upside down
By pouring out Love like majestic rivers
To unsuspecting souls, I know

It’s working I say, some hearts have changed
But the rest are in still a putrid state
After doling out that Mercy and Love from Him
It should be all of them, for Him
But as it is, they choose this state