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It’s written in heaven
when Gods have enough time tinkering
with pearly white typewriters reveling      on
in words about order and happy hours*.
Correct they said and pushed on their typing  kept on
till they found right verbiages* to destroy
minds that destroy mortals.
 
It’s in their eyes, eyes of the beholder.
They travel irises right to left*
clinking the machine, snapping their fingers
when right words arrived! Eureka! One spoke.
 
Praise me for I am Jesus! Happy words, happy hour!
Till glowing heads increased with diamond light,
Godless hand ended up with carpal tunnel.
 
It’s still written in heaven.
Correct correct correct were the words.

Wasn't sure if you wanted feedback, or how much, since this is Misc, so I kept my niggling to a minium.  A few things I'd change or delete.  

*happy hours       happy hours immediately brings to mind....well, the cheap drink time.....was that what you wanted people to envision there?
*verbiages           I think you could come up with something less abstract for your word (words) here.
*They travel irises.....           a little awkward and hard to envision

Really, it's a very interesting poem with some fine imagery, and has me thinking and re-reading.