Thou Fool This Night Thy Soul

God’s threats are grand,
But what of vows
To do the worst
The world will do

Or some vile thing
Out of Earth’s view?
The first worst’s sure,
With gods or no,

And all the rest
Are threats post-death,
Which work as well
From mouths of fools

And cost no tests.
Show us a god
Who can switch up
Rules as we whirl.