we feel death’s breath
more each year upon our neck
and still we deny
and refuse to turn and face
life’s end of eternal grace
now when you hear
old gabriel
blow his horn
don’t you
mess around
trying
to avoid
your
judgement day
just
spruce up
a little bit
and
don’t you have
one of your
hissy fits
won’t do
no good
so just
admit to your
good times
and
casually
mention
the bad ones
so as to
show
the folks upstairs
you ain’t no fool
and
quite willing to repent
tho the hour’s
done run late
to
make your case
for
heaven
but
as people
often say
every little bit helps
heaven has no gates
all angels i understand
are free range creatures