The Devil is grinning

All is fine in hell.
The fires are burning.
The sinners are getting fried.
And the Devil is grinning.

These days the guilty come in aplenty.
No dearth of crimes. No way.
The lines outside the doors of Heaven
Are shrinking by the day.

These times, you can't tell sinners by their looks.
They come from many feathers and leaves.
Suits, Uniforms and Legal Robes
Outnumber your regular robbers and thieves.

All is fine in hell.
The fires are burning.
The sinners are getting fried.
And the Devil is grinning.