(Philosophy Poem) Three Minutes Till The End


THREE MINUTES TILL THE END

 

Three minutes, it’s not a lot of time

But, if it were in deed all we have left

Three minutes, what should we choose to do

Not much time to think or act, cry or pray

What if, three minutes will be the end of all life

 

 

Friends, what would we do, will we whine and cry

Do we think carnal, grab the first skirt for a quickie try

Like blood in an hourglass the seconds are ticking by

Do we smoke one last joint so we can go out with a high

Would we wonder how it is going to feel to die

How many seconds will we spend in self-pity crying

 

 

Do we hit the floor with our knees and cry to on High

Should we spend our precious time pleading for more

Maybe we should flip open our phone for calls and texts

O Lord if so please teach our fingers how to fly

Who do we choose for that one last call or text

Whom is it that we choose for to drop that one dime

 

 

How quick a note to tell them all, that they were loved

Would we take that very last moment to spend with our Lord

For all their lives, and our own, to thank Him for His love

One last chance to ask Him for all our Souls to love and save

Every second that passes, we are that much closer to the grave

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