When The Time Comes… Poem by Mark Heathcote

When the time comes I will bathe in flames of fire
Breathe in smoggy smokes of lustful desire
And say there is no need to take me any higher
For I have already danced loved & sang in that choir.

When the time comes
I'll need no further, look any higher
I'll need no further, envy any other poor soul
I'll need no further, thirst dehydrated.

When the time comes I needn't cry
Oh, there is no flame burned higher than me.
Oh. when the time comes and this horse is taken to water;
I can promise you, I'll have had my fill.
I'll be branded and shoed.

The same as all those other of an ilk sinner
That swear they've changed all their ways.
When the time comes I'll be on my knees
But I won't want saving.
Not me, not I please…