Heaven's Wrath

Now leave this man to heaven's wrath, and go.
You'll see him fall, struck by a thunderbolt,
If you stand far enough back from the jolt
To watch rather than feel it. You won't know
What happens if you stand too close. You'll glow
With the electric thrill of every volt,
And start to feel like you're a thorough dolt,
Missing how far he'll fly. It's a good show.

You wonder if it means he'll end up dead,
And why the wrath of heaven has been brought
To wrack his soul. What vengeance has he bought?
Why will all heaven's wrath be visited
On this man? Was it something that he said?
No reason will be given, and none sought.