Up-Comings Due and Payable


Sitting at the desk
his mind somewhat dazed
as he finishes his breakfast
trying to remember this day’s agenda.
He can hear people outside…
the excitement growing
as entrepreneurs make a steady dollar
and the call for cold beer resounds.
His mind somewhat dazed
he cannot remember the occasion
but he fills with a false pride
as he recalls all the things he has done.

Organizing those who believed the lies
marring the enemy with twisted tales
dismantling institutions of long ago;
replacing them with a free-reign circus
creating animosity where it had calmed
pitting his victims against each other
while he and his cronies made money;
payments from the oppressed as he
promised… change…
they were too predisposed to realize
they were living his brand of change.

His thoughts rudely disrupted…
with a swat on his arm
an invitation to follow;
he is told the crowds await his arrival.
He remembers all the times
he was cheered and bowed to
standing ovations fit for a king
revered and protected by so many.
He enters his arena and revels in the cheers
used to being escorted, he follows
and, in usual fashion jogs up the stairs
waving to all as the cheers grow louder.

In his stupor, he sees an award of some sort
a man hanging the monstrosity around his neck
he is asked to speak and does not disappoint
emboldened by the crowd’s reaction, he continues
so smitten with himself he does not see
cheers of old have been replaced with jeers of new.
Clarity grabs him, shaking him from his daze
the last words he hears searing like red-hot pokers
pushed through his ears…
“may God have mercy on his soul”.

He remembers today, and time slows…
he feels the floor open below him
his weight forcing him down
bound like an animal he cannot move.
All misdeeds revisit and understanding comes
he is disgusted with his life, but is left with
no chance to apologize, to make right his wrongs
he begs for forgiveness from the one he rejected
for he knows no virgins await him.
As the rope tightens and he feels the crack
his last vision… looking down to see
the devil awaiting him with outstretched arms…
His debt…
to be repaid through eternity.

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6 thoughts on “Up-Comings Due and Payable

  1. Wow! Metaphorical in parts, allegorical in parts – words bleeding truths.

    I like especially that swipe – “for he knows no virgins await him” – good one, Steve.

    All good wishes,
    Eric

    • Glad you liked it Eric. I always appreciate your comments. I’m so frustrated with what that idiot is doing to this country, it’s hard to focus on other things when writing. I see the country falling off the deep edge, and everyone seems to think it’s some sort of amusement park ride.

    • I appreciate that Lauren! I’m a 20 years military vet, former law enforcement for 8 years, and I’m watching my country melt away. Everything I worked for for all those years being destroyed by a traitor and his followers. It disgusts me! My only avenue of relief is to tell it like I see it.

      • I understand and that’s why we write! It’s therapeutic! Life can get frustrating! Sometimes, at the young age of 52, I find myself getting anxious like my mom did at 90. I sure hope it doesn’t get worse, but the world and our country needs help and I’m not sure it’s out there…

      • The 2 maxims of war… know your enemy; divide and conquer. The elites know human nature. They have divided us into an uncountable number of groups, categories, qualified v. unqualified, have v. have not’s. They have arranged to have all groups envious of all others. All they have to do is sit back and let us tear each other apart. There is help, but the parasites and uncaring outnumber those of us that do care.

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