Run through once, look through twice,
Keep both your eyes policing.
Take your hands into a cloud,
make them look like their missing.
Wrap your shame in its mask, its glasses,
Don't be slow as molasses.
Put your glory together, pride and joy,
Your condemner.
Envy its simple task, delivering a package,
While your conscience rips along its message:
Stop. Please.
You take metallic death, holding conversation:
Click. Click.
A clip is filled, and all is still.
A sigh.
Your ready.
The clouds were grieving for you
For what you were about to do.
In the darkness of their tears,
You prowled along, swallowing fears.
Thuds on the ground, one by one,
Falling on you, all around.
Gripping you, the ropes of a shining light.
Believe me, oh believe me!
In half they tore as you thunder ashore.
Destination.
The door gave no mind, and in you blasted.
Silence gave way, no longer it lasted.
Jump through the stairs, quick.
No obstacles. One goal.
He sees you at the foot.
Eyes bewildered as a new darkness stares him,
A round darkness. Glinting with shine.
One last click, one last ride, my friend.
A race to the window - your finger, him.
Slow and steady wins the race,
But the fastest is always the last ace...
See you in heaven.
I'll be there soon.
