My boy made this poem in response to a Johnathan Edwards sermon

With hands held steady
over a fire
Spiders crawling sprawled over the skin,
As it exposes fakes and liars.

Fear weighing a ton 
both parties 
Equally understanding of one another 
And the tremble of each other’s body

The spider knows the only thing
Keeping him from the fire is the hand
Of the human so to the skin she must cling

To the human 
hands broad
The fear of the spiders bite
Is nothing in knowledge of being held in the hand of God