Explosion
For the fire stings and burns
As the fires flame toss and turns
For wince you hear the big bang
A once proud man is left to hang
On a limb to fall and die
All goes black, no ground, no sky
You wish to see the one true thing
And give the persons wedding ring
The pain you felt a bullet wound
And now you think your life is ruined
You see the lights cross your face
You see a flashback smashing mace
On that last breath you make a wish
And hear it comes the awful hiss
You cry and beg and plead and wine
Then at last you saw a sign
And herd a screech of flat line tone
In real life you give a groan
The Doctor says you’ve gone and pass
He jumped but to feel the grasp
Of an almost dead, cold hand
He stares at you and you look back
He quickly un-zipped the body sack
To yell to all that he pulled it off
He back to life and give a cough
The dead mans stare gives him chills
For he knew of his final fill
He did not want this man to suffer
As he noticed that life if rougher
So he pulled the gun from his holster
And blew his brain across the poster
He dropped his gun and sat to cry
And he looked in daze at the great blue sky
He ask forgiveness and then it came
That he is in heavens hall of fame
For he let that man pass away
For on that day that god did say
“You set this man from his prison
And now I have for you one last mission.”
For he never knew what was to do,
For his voice was not but a coo,
For now I leave this up to you,
And finish this poem in your time due.
Copyright © Jessy Riddle | Year Posted 2007
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