Eggs Benedict
Prepared by the wife
Just a simple man
Living a nine to five life
Today the sky is red
Job to transport the dead
An incident took place three days ago
A girl too young was raped and killed
Gang banging neighborhood
Drugs sex violence, kids up to no good
Area Code demands respect
kill conquer protect
Blonde hair against the violet felt
Soft eyes reflecting the skyline
Laid in the back of a hearse
Loved ones slowly dispersed
Set out on a final journey in this world
Me her tour guide taking her to destination dirt
Suddenly I see shining lights
Visions of the wife and children flash before eyes
Walking through the light
Solace over my soul
A field of sunflowers at my gaze
Haze in the distance still stands glimpse of a girl
Reaching out for my hand, firmly grasping it tight
No longer the feeling of a siberian winter's night
Failing to understand, lifesless touch so tepid
Now guided through heavens door
Panic, breaking hold, Shudder in fear
No, please God, NO!
Eyes awaken in a coffin
Grave Keeper seeking redemption
Commit the sin, repent within
Struggle to bury a past
Scorching heat boils troubled skin
Falling besides me, breath wearing thin
Her name tattooed
Over his right eye
Gang member, once a Crip
Forever a Crip till you die
Weight of a lifeless body
Encompasses mine completely
Dead weight, I suffocate, eyes shut again
Shovel held tight, I elevate Grave Keeper I am
Digging through the mud
Trying to save a soul
Every single strike of shovel against earth
Sinks said soul into an eternal hole
Hell awaits this sinner patiently
Screams grow louder frantically
Furnace of flames welcomes body
Crimes recruit devils new comrade
Innocent child decends from celestial path
Heavenly smile peaceful aura
Hushes mouth before hint of sound
"Go back, live life, Funeral Director you've done well"
I awake from deep sleep
Nightmare level now I can complete
Playstation controller in my hand
Role Reversal
(deep breaths)
I figured out how to beat the game
© 2013 Keegan D'souza
