Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Straight To Heaven
I strike a stone on your shoulder,
A warning seizes swiftly the man.
A beginning obliterated me when I cried
Not in ages design of teaching occurs
Such as this abode of laughter.
My limbs litter the pavement
That he live forever forced.
In death do live and surprise again,
My soldiers train everywhere
Now that I am ended.
I swear to see the skies
Afterwards, after the late evening
When the flying of the soul
Entertains me enough.