Alas, Gehenna
First descent
had every bone crushed,
as a true descent must do.
Second descent
was of a toxin
placed neither by devil nor god.
Third descent, fourth, and beyond,
were of increasingly greater craft
and increasingly greater uncertainty.
I lay in the soil,
assimilated into
the common grave of mankind.
I vanished into the worms,
the stench ought to have killed me,
yet abjectly I survived.
And thereafter I saw the hereafter,
and I would not withstand
the finality of Gehenna's flames.
In a deathly moment of failure,
I returned from the grave,
for I hadn't the might to remain.
6th September 2018
Copyright © Lawrence Sharp | Year Posted 2018
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