1: A Great Upheaval
Three
Small
Words.
It ends tonight.
Repeated over and over,
In fight
Or flight.
When the top of the world
Falls on them…
What will I do?
A brief moment
Of sympathy.
Why cry
When grampa deserves to die?
Stakes in our hearts keeping us asleep,
Following black suit after black suit
To lay him down!
As a sad statue looks on
And I wonder, in the end,
Does a still angel cry on all of us,
Or only those despised enough to be remembered?
Angel. Don’t turn your back on me.
I won’t be ignored.
Bury me…
Carry me… to the end?
…Famous last words.
…Famous last words.
WhydoIpartakeinprayerbecauseI DON’T…
Want to go to Hell.
But upon further consideration
Of this monster we call “sanctuary”…
I hate everything about it.
In our time of dying, must we give over
To a man in a giant hat
And his sexless patients…?
Or is he the one the Authority should blame?
