The last circle of Hell has Bezos himself,
holding each employee, a billion hands,
each hand enters his mouth at the same time,
lifting every worker like infants,
as he attempts to maul their baby flesh,
snagged on hooks with maggots, ringing buzzers
to apartments with sleeping residents,
cold as one degree above Lord Kelvin,
in Bezos, nothing but the beast has power,
rigid corpses frozen in entropy,
created by death, Absolute Zero,
light has no space, no speed to move forward,
each employee returns as baby flesh,
of course, Bezos can't resist tender flesh,
frozen over into delicious ice.
Harrowing this bloody Hell, Christ descends,
enters to remove the maw of Bezos,
lifting his hands, the billion hands removed,
light enters like a sword to slice through ice,
human souls have the chance for repentance,
apologize for waking sleeping souls,
sins absolved by order of free worship.
Bezos attempts to burn the Christ figure
enveloping the man in sheets of ice,
zombies awaken in their rotten flesh,
only the eyes of Bezos remain still,
sitting within the skull of the Corpse Beast,
harrowing this bloody Hell, Christ ascends
into Heaven with the stillborn infants,
mutant children of Amazon death camps,
sinister doctors vaccinate women
entering their third trimester with dung
lifted from the labor camp of Bezos,
from Amazon to your front door. Wake up!!!
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