Poem of the Month

February 2008

Poem of the Month

Judgement

Becoming aware, I was face to the ground.

Prostrate and fearful and trying to hide.

Not knowing what ghastly terror I'd found.

Knowing surely that terror would bury me alive.

There were others face down to my left and my right.

My best friend prostrate, arms splayed, in sorrow.

His head to the ground, terrified at the sight.

Believing he might never see tomorrow.

In anguish he glanced toward me, tears in his eyes.

A mixture of fear and shame on his face.

I wondered what anguish his heart did despise

why he feared that we might never leave this place.

I had to find out what could cause such despair.

and slowly did look to the light straight ahead.

Directly before me suspended midair,

a sight that would fill me with remorseful dread.

Immense, there before me, every sin I'd committed.

Each cruel, selfish act...each foul, boastful deed.

My filthy exploits and all I'd permitted.

The result of beliefs that I would not heed.

Each in turn we watched as our lives were replayed,

ashamed of the wreckage we had made of ourselves.

Sickened that others also might see displayed

the cruelty and decadence our mortal souls held.

It was then that I knew I was there before Christ

to ask his forgiveness, seeking to be made whole

from things not repented, for the sins in my life.

It was then that I knew I'd corrupted my soul.