Life Support

The church has given up on me. Giants of bureaucrats sit on their thrones Referred to as justice They have their agendas Call it by any other name I call it prejudice. No family to call my own Empty mansions Unoccupied rooms The halls are empty My car has no passengers I live alone, drive alone dine alone die alone In death, they’ll be no contending my last rights No one to mourn over my remains Sad day when The swimming pools are empty No one to listen to my stories Books go unread The only thing left to share is a four by eight room. I feel the noose getting tighter around my neck I picture my life slipping away. There’s no life to speak of. Gone away, all I have left is my memories Some haunt Others hurt No legacy, Gloating over my death While going through my spoils Only to find The biggest lie ever told to me Doesn’t exist. In life and in death. Love is unimaginable God is unimaginable Two excuses That are unforgivable.