Judgement Day <br /> <br />It was a cold and dark December night <br />I received a call, they said I might <br />Go quickly now which clearly meant <br />Her few last hours her time was spent <br /> <br />She was a Christian wife <br />Who firmly believed in the afterlife <br />I remember hoping through the night <br />Since I was faithless, that she was right <br /> <br />To her, her God would light the way <br />And show the path on judgement day <br /> <br />Through my sadness, I had to smile <br />As I remembered as a child <br />Her on her knees always outside <br />Scrubbing steps yet full of pride <br /> <br />You could say she had no pedigree <br />But she was blessed with dignity <br />Matriarchal, yes but full of love <br />She took her strength from God above <br /> <br />For her, her God would light the way <br />And show the path on judgement day <br /> <br />Then finally in the early morn <br />She passed away before the dawn <br />Its years ago and I still have guilt <br />I didn’t learn from the faith she built <br /> <br />I hope that truth sees my last breath <br />And there’s more to life than only death <br />Religion’s there but I still abstain <br />And faithless still I will remain<br /><br />Stephen Holland<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/judgement-day-14/
