as i lay dead there

Sweet smelling tarmac
Softened by raining water
Eyes gazing up the sky
I smile, as I lay dead there.
Blood leaving my body
Soul slowly oozing off
I finally find freedom
On life, I finally scoff.
I hear the earthly sounds
As my noise abates
Lived through all this hell
I find myself on heavens’ gates.
Lights disappears somewhere
I find peace in ensuing dark
Between my future and the past
I now see a difference stark.
I have cast my fragile sails

To scurry away to joy
I find bliss in my death
I last felt such, when a little boy.
As my servile heart
Readies to glorify God
No apprehension around
I escape this flimsy abode.
Sweet smelling tarmac
Softened by raining water
Eyes gazing up the sky
I smile, as I lay dead there.