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
at the instant
of
death
are you provided
with
a quick review
of
your life
a visual
pretrial conference
before
entering
the angelic courtroom
so as
to
provide you
with
the appropriate
preparation
for
defending
actions
taken
or
not taken
during
what
you now
consider
an abbreviated
existence
and
as you
stand
before
heaven’s magistrate
will you be
wondering
if
you’re granted
the right
of appeal
if
some lesser angel
decides
not
in your favor
can you
appeal
to the supreme being
or
must you
request
purgatory
while
you prepare
your final defense
hell
maybe
it would have been
easier
to have done
it right
the
first tine
we have locked
the doors
and
windows
pulled down
the shades
and
dimmed the lights
the madmen of yore
have returned
and
move freely
in the darkness of fear
calling out like peddlers
selling century old scapegoats
door-to-door
they promise to give back
what you never had
but always desired
if you would only
but sacrifice
the lives
and
freedoms of others
a small price
to pay
until
judgment day
