Straight To Hell

This is not the day
you say
for jumping off
the beam
tallest building bound
to leave us
and without a cape
or crown
nothing special
will come of it
wrapped neatly
in superstition
and faith
the new testament
blows dust
while the old told
a much better tale
kept the mind engaged
fire and brimstone
set the stage
clearing the path
straight to Hell
my Dearest Aunti would yell
…straight to Hell in a hand basket…
or 6 feet under
in a cool casket
time to steal the thunder
words of wisdom
won’t come cheap
from the devil
falling peacefully
into endless sleep…

© 2013 Trilby