Change

Waiting for the line to move,

Seconds to minutes, minutes to hours,

"Next" the keeper calls,

Then again, and again.

My turn now, I walk trough the gate,

The view of the room was worth the wait.

The man at the stand is talking.

"Let us reflect upon your life,

You've hurt many, cared for nothing,

And acted as though you were a God.

Yet you are not and for all these crimes, you don't deserve heaven. Be gone. Get out of my sight, you don't deserve the light!"

My face turns red l leave the room.

I blink, I'm awake, finally,

I realize all of my mistakes. So,

Here I'll change, rearrange my life,

No more of my old ways, for I don't want an eternity full of burning.