Et oratio eius fiat in peccatum.
The Hell predestined for this Pharisee
Will seem like Heaven to his darkened eyes.
Whores all around will offer flattery.
How righteous he will feel then – and how wise!
His endless stream of self-deceiving lies
Will fill a sea of grinning confirmation.
The vulgar habits I myself despise
Will bathe in unrelenting celebration.
Nevertheless, this will be deep damnation.
The face he views forever in the sky
Will not be God’s. Contentment in that station
Will prove a curse, though chuckles never die.
This is a game that hypocrites can’t win.
Their prayers are turned serenely into sin.