(click on poem to go to an article that also inspired this poem)
The long ever-darkening hallway
is how one man described his descent–
it started out light then become more gray
as did the “greeters” who there were sent.
They took his hands and gently at first,
with smiles, lead him further along
but as it got real dark, their anger burst
and they became an attacking throng.
They bit him, clawed him, yelled insults
and did the work they’d been told to do.
And the man, who recognized these adults,
began to scream (as would I or you).
Then on the ground, feeling torn to shit
he called, “God have mercy on me.”
Again he called out, until the attackers quit
and he was lifted to a place he could see
that Jesus was there, and asked him this:
would you like to be saved from hell?
And he said, “Yes I would, how did I miss
the point of life: to remember I fell?
And to make amends to the God I left
in a huff, thinking Satan was right
when he said God purposely made me bereft
of what is mine, then with him, I took flight.
No, Satan lied, and I followed his pride
over a cliff that would kill me unless
I repented of the choice to know evil inside:
give the guilt of that to God–to confess.
This is the story of a man pronounced “dead”
and while “dead,” he was granted a vision:
a chance to see what happens, but he lived instead
so he could share the results of “decision.”
We decide by default for Satan when we
don’t repent and bury guilt down deep
instead of giving it to God, who would set us free
from the cliff that awaits the lost sheep.