My father’s words
Painful in their lovely way
Pierce all that I once knew
He says on high and mighty - this is true
“No matter you, your thoughts, your deeds
You commit with unintentional ease
My heart will shatter your warped needs
My roaring thunder will force you to your knees
My intoxicating sobriety -
A new way to breathe”
“I see now, I see!” I reply
As my colors fade white
As my eyes finally close -
Wondering if this god-like savior
Was really a demon wearing clothes?
His truth was mysterious
His language was real
I wish I could remember
All the rest he said
But too alive in death was I
To realize I was dead.