Saturday, September 7, 2013

Last Flight


As I fall free, carelessly, the clouds hug me
The mist envelopes me and fear grips me
Thoughts of past hit me, quick and fast


I see faces in the air, the ones I've loved and the ones I thought I've forgotten
Of dreams I've dreamt, of secrets I've kept
Mistakes I made and mistakes that I never accepted
They say you either go to heaven or hell, it really doesn't matter
I've seen both, right here; can I just stay here, forever?
Being immortal is such a farce, you know you're there yet turn your back
The brave, fearful and timid; the wealthy, poor and starving
Kings and civilians; Ministers and Tax payers, it does them all
But this isn't about them, it’s me, just one among so many; I think I'm done today
I'm about to kiss the earth, it opens its arms to embrace me in its bosom
Someone grips me, is it God? He saved me, It must be him, I don't see him
I hold his hand, its trembling, is he scared too? Is he falling with me too?
I open my eyes, a drop of sweat, slowly rolls down my temple
I can't believe what I saw, but I recall every bit of it!
In my bed I lie, holding the hand of God, my phone
Still vibrating, ringing and flashing, it saved me; I hold it closer, this time, trying to see a face in it

I see a face, it’s a familiar face, I thank him for saving me to see another day!

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