Life-Death
Life/Death
Written: by Tom Wright
3/10.2016
Life, I liken,
To an endless stream of days;
All neatly sequenced,
Like a series of one act plays.
At God’s final curtain call,
Terminal bows are taken.
Remaining are scores of extras,
Abruptly shaken;
Beyond this final sunset,
A secured door is found.
Judgment at once is meted,
Mercy will no longer abound.
Each person bears a key,
But few will fit the lock.
Eternity has now begun,
With no more clock.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2017
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