'The wicked flee when no man pursueth.' Proverbs 28:1 II ... | Scribbles

"The wicked flee when no man pursueth."
Proverbs 28:1

II

...It all went according to plan,
Until it didn't...

...And you were caught fornicating
on the wrong side of heaven,
trading your mind for a moment's high.
In some ways you will be remembered
As the man who found flaws in perfection.

You became the person you promised you wouldn't be,
You were caught running alone in a dark alleyway in heaven;
Running back to where you belong,
Back to what you pitied:
You traded your height for a broken parachute,
You forgot to remember,
You forgot to remember:
the angel fell,
with his wings.


I

There is a chill in the air:
A subtle urgency;
Carrying regrets of the dead and complaints of the living.
There is an unspoken matter;
An overlooked silence,
There is a chill in the air.

And the wind blows,
carrying bad news,
the kind that makes mothers gasp
The kind that makes the youth scoff,
The puppeteer is in control.

The poet states the obvious,
The people run
No one pursues
You pity them
The mad prophet tells the truth,
and the comedian is dead, stabbed with consequence,
and there you are;
living in anticipation

There is darkness looming,
Singing the songs of goliath.
Streets covered in red,
And hearts heavy enough to break the crust,
it's the end of the world,
and you have front row seats.

There is calm in the distance,
A day after tomorrow,
A place where hope is true,
And truth is love,
And love is power,
A place only you know.

There is a place of course,
Built from the debris and the rubble,
A place without these fools who trade their souls for helium,
A place beyond the darkness,
A place without these people,
A home only you know.

You wake up in a state of bliss to live the last day,
to break the last meal,
to have the last say,
to celebrate what you were waiting on;
it is the end of your suffering,
it is the end of the world.

-you (II)
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