The Choice

The World My work is over time to head on home Made lots of money trading stocks on-line I told my secretary she could leave Askance my traders quid pro quo was fine I entered elevator floor nine-teen Pushed ground floor button number one then saw Another door to lift laid opposite Impossible, turned ready to withdraw The Devil's Minion Unable to escape the way I came The capsule doors on other side agaze Was drawn out by a large, dark silhouette Inside a narthex three closed doors ablaze I listened to malefic force within Effulgent scuttles have distracted me With ears submitting to an evil force On knees established I forlornly see The Choice The devil's minion utters chilling words “You worldly man you face deserving death” “You will be given one last stabbing choice” “You get to choose a door with your last breath” If there's a god I pray you save my soul The dark and eldritch spirit yield a laugh He said “each door is named must pick one now” “Not fair” I said, he showed me golden calf Door number one depicted the word ME Door number two was written the word YOU Door number three aglow with the word HIM “What in the hell am I supposed to do ? I looked at evil spirit's saber drawn With my last breath I ran to a new dawn _____________________________________________________