Heedless...

just a little ryhme i made,
hope you like it...

Heedless...

sitting here thinking about the way its gonna unfold
the truth is gonna get told,
the fakers are gonna fold,
the young are gonna become bold,
theyre gonna drastically age,
but its just another stage,
hearing a lot of screaming,
people shouting is this for real or am i dreaming
everyones full of stress n strain,
thinking about the pain,
that they might endure,
theyre looking for that cure
to make them secure,
they suddenly want to become the pious n pure,
in a total state of shock,
on the earth they were quick to mock,
now the reality is starting to set
the questions they havent even met,
n theyre drowning in their own sweat,
some are already comtemplating,
why on the earth they kept hesitating,
to do the good and forbid the bad,
angry with themselves its driving them mad,
thinking another chance i wish i coulda had
but its too late n its sad,
theres not much to say everything has been said,
you've just been brought back from the dead,
from dust youve become bones,
losing your voice its changing tones
as you shiver and tremble,
thinking how easy he can reassemble,
looking back thinking someone always gave me a reminder,
but i couldnt have been more blinder,
asking any n everyone for a deed,
its something they really need,
if only they paid heed
now theyre waiting in their rows,
looking at the two doors,
one for heaven and one for hell,
where they'll end up they just cant tell...