Straight To Hell

This is not the day 
you say 
for jumping off 
the beam 
tallest building bound 
to leave us 
breathless 
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