it's never as you imagine it to be
you think there's smooth sailing or
nothing at all...you find out (surprise surprise)
shades from your past gather
to welcome you over
or an absolute darkness subsuming you
as consciousness disappears...
maybe you treated people like shit
because you didn't believe there was anything
afterward and now find a reckoning so heavy
you'll wish there was an absolute death
or you expected a hellfire so absolute
and you thought you'd be roasting for an eternity
the smell of your rotted burning flesh
forever in your spirit nostrils
(how inventive people can be when they
put their minds to torture...others or themselves
no matter...) regardless of what judgment
you think awaits you...never doubt
you're not that big and the size of the reckoning
will be proportional and appropriate...
there'a a reason for the saying "Let God keep the books..."
Content (c) 2008-2013 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
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