The ray of hope is all gone,
I'm left to rotten from within.
It seems that even angels would never fetch me,
as i have done the greatest sin.
Empty cobwebs surround my body,
I'm left in the dungeons to leave this unfaithful world.
The pain, that i experience is excruciating,
I felt my soul depart.
Drop by drop my blood falls down,
inch by inch my cut goes deep.
I'm like the Christ himself,
nailed to the cross with no one to support.
I want to die, but death is late.
It seems that his revenge has ended.
I felt my body collapse,
and with the last breath i said it's over.
Now my spirit looms about this place
it encircles my body three times.
I see the pitiable state i am in,
and i wait for the God to shower the stars.
I waited till eternity,
but neither the devil nor my God came.
My body has now disintegrated beyond repair,
and i saw it surrender to the mother earth.
My only companions are my remains,while
I roam about in this place of doom.
Still in hope for someone to come,
ages have gone since my spirit was born.
Then somebody came,but
it was neither the devil nor the God.
A human in search of my remains,
in the dungeons where i dwell.
He dug for my bones and stored them in a box,
step by step i felt myself alive.
He then placed them in a coffin,
and displayed it on a square.
Was i a good man or bad one,
I can't remember.
But i had no end, as i am the shadow of my own body,
still wandering for someone to come.
I was still the same.
The only difference was, that i could look at the world.
How it has substantially changed,
Since i ceased to exist.
From dawn till dusk, i waited.
i listened, i followed and i observed.
I wanted to talk and could not do so,
and hated my life more and more.
Then one day , a child came,
sucking its thumb in its mouth.
Intently watching where i stood,
his eyes following my every move.
He stood there a long time,
and without a word he went to where he belonged.
No fear, no remorse, was that a spirit?
but my answer was yet to come.
He came again the next day,and many days after that,
sucking his thumb, he would look at me with his beetle eyes.
For hours he would stand, without any purpose,
then would go from where he came.
Then one day he did not come,
I became anxious for the little soul.
I could not describe you my feeling of discomfort,
for the little angel, who made me feel almost like a human.
For the first time in many years,
I felt alone.
And then out of nowhere, my little angel came and said,
"lets go", towards my freedom.
Then the stars fell down and my wait was over,
I felt clean and pure.
I left my body in that glass coffin for people to see,
and went with that child to cover the glorious path to heaven.
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