Fearing God’s decision,
pondering ones deliverance.
You ask yourself, did I live my life well,
was I fair to lonely suffering souls.
Did I extend a hand of generosity.
Much time to think while taking that
final walk through the valley of death.
Doth an angel take your side, or
will a demon of darkness forever be your guide.
Thoughts remain suspended
in the landscape of your mind.
Convinced time is of the essence,
wondering is it too late to make a change.
Though fear is prevalent,
it is freedom one wishes to gain.
(June 2,2007)
Melvina Germain
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-final-walk-2/
