Picture This

Picture this, a long hallway all lined with words

There’s writing on walls

Perched atop the banister are ravens, the blackest birds

As you softly tiptoe through these dark, sadistic halls

Picture this, an unmarked door confronts you

You know not what’s within

A frightening cry, it pierces through

Compels you to come in

Picture this, scratched on the paint as you step inside

Letters on the wall

Spelling names you recognize

Your friends and family, one and all

Picture this, the afterlife, this dimmed out room; it’s dark reveal

Their fates, when death they sow

Now tell me, if this God is real

Would you really want to know?


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