Skiers who left the prepared slopes we went
Away to where there were no rules no boundaries
We sought freedom no prying eyes no one telling us what to do
Our own bosses yes this is the life!
No need to respect others
No need to adapt our lifestyle
No narrow way to follow
We can miss the mark with impunity
No signs to obey
Smell the danger!
Sing I did it my way
We embrace the hazards
We are free
Trigger avalanches?
We laughed at avalanches!
Until we died
Covered
Unable to move
Unable to breathe
So cold!
So so cold!
Panic
No hope
And then angels came and lifted up my soul
I couldn’t believe my luck
I didn’t believe in an afterlife right but to be picked up by angels well if all this religious stuff was true after all then wouldn’t you want to be greeted by beautiful strong white majestic beings?
As we were in mid air I was about to thank them but one of them looked at me sternly and asked me what I thought I was doing like because I could have done the right thing all my life but I chose to laugh at that and ignored the rules going my own way why did I do that why was I so proud and sinful ignoring all the Maker’s attempts to communicate with me
Well I was dumbfounded and unable to answer then it became clear I wasn’t here to be rescued I was here to be judged
I looked down and there was no earth no snow no sea no thing just blackness dark dark endless blackness tears and hate and anger welled up in me HOW DARE HE? HOW THE F*** DARE HE JUDGE ME?
And I fell
Down
Down
Down
The sound of agonising screams and gnashing teeth growing louder
This is really something. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Martin, for keep reading and commenting.
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