I took a little nap, dreamt of doomsday
Familiar faces turned grim at me
Dying men cursed me
I belonged but to nowhere
Strangers greeted me with death prayers
There was jesus pinned to the cross
Blood oozing out from his tattered flesh
I gazed and gazed but wasn’t moved enough
To pray
A sudden downpour shook me awake
Alone in the sultry room
Watched the luminous streak tear the sky
A moment’s flash, it was gone…
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