Looking glass

LOOKING GLASS

Looking back from the glass was a tortured man…
It wasn’t his wish nor even his plan…
He chose to live in his days of sorrow…
Hoping that glory would come tomorrow…
That day is here and his reflection mocks…
A presence whispers and softly knocks…
Staring deeper yet he starts to see…
A figure of a man, but it is not he…
The figure asks what is it you seek?
A life beyond misery, may I have just a peek?
To gaze beyond now is a fools demise…
But if you need answers stare in my eyes…
I’ll take you where your answer lies…
A glimpse he sought as he opened his mind…
Satan’s silhouette peered back from behind…
He pierced his soul with daggers of doom…
As the stench of Hell enveloped the room…
He gagged and puked as he fell from grace…
Is this what you wanted? Is this the place?
He screamed in agony as fire ate his skin…
Trying to recall his ungodly sin…
What have I done to deserve this madness?
When my only wish was to end my sadness…
Jehovah asked me to bring you here…
To let you see, to make it clear…
The life you have may seem trying…
But remember this place when you lay dying…
The misery and pain is only a test…
For the strong and the faithful shall all be blessed…
I’ll take you back to your life of regret…
But this glimpse today may you never forget…
                                        Doug L.