Judgement Day

What was sadder - my missing his passing, Or my eschewing his saintly advice? A precocious young man in his prime, with A score of years on humanity's edge, I was resolute to travel beyond. My fate was sealed by Priority Mail - No one could deter me, let alone the... Old priest who had seen something good in me. My life beckoned like chum in a dead sea; I was torn tween' my mentor and hunger. Lusting for an untold reality I left never shedding a tear that night. I was showered with material wealth; Yet something was missing, I knew not what. In a dream a vision beckoned to me; It showed me the folly of my new ways. Two days more in an ominous letter I learned my best friend would pass very soon. I knew what I must do and do it now; I knew in my heart where I had to be. As I thought hard over what I would say - Time I got to town destiny had changed. And my sage mentor I would never see. Now they call me Father, we are as one. June 14, 2017