A Word In Passing

Here in your final summons
Your soul has called me near
Free from life
As you wanted to be
I've come to take you from here



-But this cannot be
It is not you
for whom I've summoned or sent
This soul is owned by I alone
Not for you is it to be lent



Nor will it be lent
Nor borrowed by me
But didn't you already know?
Heaven doth command me where to put it
And I put it where it goes



-You betrayer!
You Judas
You wicked soul thief!
You were lying
Now I'm dying
And stricken down with grief



Oh no my dear friend
In death its all the same
You've cried and now died
You called and I came


And struck yourself with grief
Long before I ever arrived
There was a hole in your soul
That even I had hoped survived



-But this can't be death
Not the death with bright light
No peace
Or no quiet
Just a void and the night
No guardian to show the way
Or heavenly lights of blue
In death I was betrayed
By this image from you




Yet I promised you no image
In your broken body's breath
Were you expecting Gabriel?
Or Cherubims?
Or an Angel of Death?
And this light that you seek
Or thought you might see
There's no guardian
No light
No angels
Just me


But you lied
And you cheated
Misused
Then repeated
You rehearsed it
While they nursed it
Their lives
You'd abused


They heard you cry death
Until your cries were all the same
But I heard you
Every word from you
You called... and I came


So in death I now give to you
What in life you had to give
Eternal sorrow be thy due
Because you chose not to live.