A Blinding Flash

 

I want to die in a blinding flash

catapulted into the blue yonder

Where many have already gone and wander

I do not want to linger here in pain

as I have already had too much of the same

I have had enough of this hopeless confusion

and firmly believe it is all a mere illusion

Take me here and now for I am ready to depart

this cry comes from a yearning heart

If nought should be after this mortal coil

then so be it as I am through with toil

Yet if the scriptures be true and real

I shall play my harp as the church bells peel