Savior {Poem}

Glistening gates

Paradise awaits

Instead of God stands the Fates

A single eye

My answer a wicked gleam with a side of a smile so sly

I begin to fly

Soon I realize I’m falling 

The blinding light fades to crimson as I hear a faint calling 

Soon it becomes clear to be a mocking behind wails and bawling

A small jolt overtakes me as I halt

I see around me many other souls trapped with me inside an infinitely massive vault

A voice echoes within that I am at fault

But, my dear, there is a chance

A figure appears so striking with but a glance

Approaching with such grace as to dance

How could this be?

As the light fades and my eyes can see

The savior was not He

The key to my salvation was me.

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