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